This is why I'm Single

When I started working out at the gym last week there was a very attractive girl who was using one of the benches near mine. I'd seen her before, periodically, throughout the year, but never consistently, and never very close. But every time I have seen her, something about her makes me think that I have seen her somewhere before. Anyway, so I started working out; lifting heavy weights and admiring my bulging cords of muscle in the mirror, because that's what we do at the gym, yes? However, at one point I looked over at this girl (because that's also what we do, yes?) and discovered that I wasn't the only one who was admiring my newly acquired physique. But did I talk to the girl? No. Because I have a very hard time talking/flirting/breaking the ice with girls that I find attractive. I kept working out and eventually she left. She was there the next day as well, and once again we worked out near each other for a few minutes, discreetly admiring each other (at least that's what I hope was going on, otherwise it was probably just me ogling her). Did I talk to her this time? No. But some other jerk with muscles did, apparently they knew each other already. Anyway, since we were right near each other I heard some of their conversation and she talked about being in Florida for a recent competition. Once again she left. I haven't seen her since.

However, today I was reading the news and I discovered that the Cougarettes were just in Florida for their national dance competition (and they won, boo-yah! Congrats to them.) Now I realize why this girl looked familiar to me. She is my favorite Cougarette of all! The one whom I most enjoyed watching at basketball and football games for the last two years. I'd never seen her up close before which is why I didn't recognize her right away. So here I am, having blown two chances to talk to a girl that I've always wished to meet/date. Dumb, dumb, dumb!

But she WAS checking me out. Yeah, one of the most sought after girls on BYU campus was giving ME the roving eye! (Which I guess I should be used to by now because I'm pretty sought after myself!:)

(I will add a disclaimer that I'm not 100% positive that it's the same girl, but the odds are pretty good, like 95%)

A Real Dudley Dursley

So here's a story about an 8-year-old kid getting sprayed by the cops at school.

http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/us_child_pepper_sprayed



This kid was out of control. He deserved what he got. However, I am quite sure that the reason this kid acts this way was because of parents like Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia. They need to be given the same treatment.

What's really sad is that the teachers had to take the other students and hide from this kid. Here's an argument for some form of corporal punishment in schools. For kids like this I would support it.



*And it REALLY ticks me off that I can't get links to work in my blog posts. When they're supposed to appear as a link they just disappear no matter how I try to post them. GRRRRRRRR!

Calling all Dream Interpreters

So there I was, smoking a ton of marijuana. Weird.

Un-Sigh

Thank-you Elder Holland for making me feel better about my current relationship status:)

Sigh

Oh, President Monson, I love the talk that you gave in Priesthood session, and I understand the need for it. But what about those of us single men, who are trying to do our duty (to get married), but who can't seem to find the right female? Or who's marriage success tends to be subject to the whims of the single sisters themselves? Some of us are not alone by choice. . . .

This conference, as a whole, seems to be hammering the single men of the church. And only one talk so far (that I recall) has mentioned the fact that it isn't always the men's fault that we're still single.

The talks have been great, but I can't say that I've survived day one of conference feeling very good about my current relationship status:(