Tuesday, December 9, 2008

p.s. i love you

this experience happened awhile back. so dont draw conclusions from this story with any girl that ive taken out recently, been seen hanging out with, or even walked with. because chances are you dont know who it is. so i was casual going out with this one girl and she invited me to go to a movie with her friends via text message. this is how the text message conversation went:

her: hey my friends and i are going
to see a movie tonight and i wanted
to invite you. wanna come?


me: what time is the movie?
(i didnt say yes or no. i wasnt in the mood for a chick flick)


her: we're thinking about going at 8.


me: okay that sounds good. what
movie are you planning on seeing?


(15 minutes later came her answer)

her: p.s. i love you.

and by that time i had forgotten about the question i had previously asked before - [what movie are you planning on seeing?] - so i got this text message "p.s. i love you." i didnt know what to do. we didnt even have the utah term "DTR talk" yet. 4-5 minutes must have passed before i realized that that was the title of the movie. i felt like an idiot.

Friday, December 5, 2008

joyful contingency

i currently have the calling of gospel doctrine teacher (for the laymen: sunday school teacher). im enjoying it so far and most of the discussions that erupt. we were talking about mormon chapter 5 or so and i posed a question and a young lady from the congregation raised her hand and started sharing deep spiritual moments from her life. i was listening intently (okay i probably wasnt, i was probably worrying about what i was going to say next or what question i was going to ask). but i really tried to keep eye contact with her and nod every so often to let her know i was listening. something caught my eye as she kept explicating her spiritual experience. i looked one row in front of the young lady and there was my roommate winking at me. i didnt crack a smile. then he proceeded to blow me a kiss. that crossed the line. i could not help myself from smiling and giving out a laugh that i honestly thought was going to be inaudible, but no. im sure the girl talking thought i was laughing at her. she ended shortly after the laugh and i moved on with the lesson. so if you are reading this blog, im sorry for laughing during your participation, but know it wasnt you or your story that made me laugh, it was my foolhardy roommate.