I met this girl a couple of times at different events, I liked her, we started talking..after a few times of schedule conflicts, she invited me to go with her to the ballet a week ago Saturday. That night was fun, we went for dinner and to a party afterwards. We went out again on friday, to a service and to a dinner with other people from the congregation--not totally sure if this was a date. I haven't kissed her (so I wasn't the person she talked about last), but before I read this I thought that I probably should have tried, so as to not get stuck permanently in the friend zone, then again she hasn't exactly made it easy for me to do so.
She posted this late Saturday night, and I know that she didn't have another date on Saturday, her friend had an engagement party..so I have to be at least somewhat of an inspiration I'm guessing..
Here's the blog posting:
On Dating Part I
What is the point of dating? After a year an a half sort of in the real world, I still haven't figured this one out. To tell the truth, I still tend to run in the other direction everytime a guy asks for my number, regardless of how cute he is. Maybe it's just me, but I want to revert back to high school and undergrad dating (undergrad only in the sense of actually liking the person, as opposed to the random hookups that happened a lot more frequently). You know, where you really liked a guy and he liked you, and that tension constantly built up until the time you first kissed. I liked the butterfly feeling you'd get before anything happened. And I really like that the majority of these first kisses went with the flow of the moment and were rather memorable.
Now outside in the "real world", you're actually supposed to date. I mean, after the first time or two of meeting a complete stranger, you're supposed to go on a date. Maybe you have a little of the butterflies, but they're just starting to form. And chances are, the only thing you know is that you have potential chemistry. You don't actually KNOW the person. If the date goes well, you might get a kiss, and depending on the person, maybe more. HOW DOES THIS MAKE ANY SENSE??
To make matters more complicated, there's dating rules and games that everyone seems to understand. How and when do you say you're not interested? Who should call who and when? What is actually a date?.... I think maybe this is why I have such issues with it- I don't know how to play. I can pretend for a little, but sooner or later I'm bound to screw up. Take for instance, the first kiss. One of the last guys I "dated" went to kiss me, and I literally turned the other cheek. Not for lack of wanting to, I just didn't know what signs to read to realize he was about to (that and the fact that he didn't exactly have the smoothest initiation moves
). In "real world dating", there's almost an expected time for a first kiss, which only serves to make that time period more awkward. And if you're like me and try to avoid all potentially awkward situations, well, then, you're just screwed (and not in a good way).
She posted this late Saturday night, and I know that she didn't have another date on Saturday, her friend had an engagement party..so I have to be at least somewhat of an inspiration I'm guessing..
Here's the blog posting:
On Dating Part I
What is the point of dating? After a year an a half sort of in the real world, I still haven't figured this one out. To tell the truth, I still tend to run in the other direction everytime a guy asks for my number, regardless of how cute he is. Maybe it's just me, but I want to revert back to high school and undergrad dating (undergrad only in the sense of actually liking the person, as opposed to the random hookups that happened a lot more frequently). You know, where you really liked a guy and he liked you, and that tension constantly built up until the time you first kissed. I liked the butterfly feeling you'd get before anything happened. And I really like that the majority of these first kisses went with the flow of the moment and were rather memorable.
Now outside in the "real world", you're actually supposed to date. I mean, after the first time or two of meeting a complete stranger, you're supposed to go on a date. Maybe you have a little of the butterflies, but they're just starting to form. And chances are, the only thing you know is that you have potential chemistry. You don't actually KNOW the person. If the date goes well, you might get a kiss, and depending on the person, maybe more. HOW DOES THIS MAKE ANY SENSE??
To make matters more complicated, there's dating rules and games that everyone seems to understand. How and when do you say you're not interested? Who should call who and when? What is actually a date?.... I think maybe this is why I have such issues with it- I don't know how to play. I can pretend for a little, but sooner or later I'm bound to screw up. Take for instance, the first kiss. One of the last guys I "dated" went to kiss me, and I literally turned the other cheek. Not for lack of wanting to, I just didn't know what signs to read to realize he was about to (that and the fact that he didn't exactly have the smoothest initiation moves
). In "real world dating", there's almost an expected time for a first kiss, which only serves to make that time period more awkward. And if you're like me and try to avoid all potentially awkward situations, well, then, you're just screwed (and not in a good way).
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