|added Fri August 25 2006 at 8:40 PM
|I have a hard time writing anything when I'm thinking about writing something else. In this case, I wasn't sure if I should write or not. I don't particularly try to offend people (no, not even you) with the stuff I write. The problem, though, is if I can't write it here then there's not really anywhere else I can talk about it. So... I'll be quicker to just write whatever I feel (besides, sometimes it makes great entertainment when I go back to read past entries that I would get _so_ worked up over something so insignificant).
So without further ado, it's time to give an update. Last Saturday (ice skating), I had a lot of fun. It was a great first date, it went pretty much as well as I could've asked. Friday was okay as well, but I realized by the end that I wasn't specifically falling for her. I struggled with that for a bit because as you probably know, I tend to fall for girls pretty easily. There wasn't anything I was specifically not interested in, just that I wasn't falling head over heels. The worst part was that based on the two dates, it seemed that there might be some remote chance that things could work between the two of us. As one of my friends pointed out, I'm always saying that I need a girlfriend, and whenever an opportunity presents itself, I seem to find some excuse. I did _not_ want that to be the case.
If it were the middle of the semester, around the point where I take a look around and notice that there aren't any girls that a)I'm interested in and b)haven't taken out a restraining order, I probably would have just said what the heck, let's just see where this goes. In this case, the worst that could happen is I start seeing the girl more regularly for a couple weeks and then it breaks off. It's not like I would've missed out on anything and would provide a bit of a diversion besides. However, in this case, I happen to know that in 9 days, there will be at least 100 new girls at church, not to mention the thousands of other pseudo-possibilities on campus. Getting involved in any kind of relationship at this point would make it so that I couldn't pursue any potential interests in a couple weeks.
Really, it comes down to a question of where the magic line gets drawn between dating and "dating." First date everybody knows is a gimme. Second date means that the first date was fun, so why not do it again. Third date? Does that mean "I like you and want to start a relationship"? I'll be darned if I know.
After weighing out the options, I bit the bullet yesterday and gave her a call to invite her on a hiking trip for tomorrow.
There's more to read. Read the extended entry.