Don't Bug Me.

I'm trying to get the guts up to ask Tyler on a date this saturday. Amanda and I are going to the Berillious Requiem Concert, and we both have extra tickets to take dates. So that's our deal. I would really like to ask Tyler. But I'm a wimp. I just can't. We were trying to introduce ourselves to everyone in the choir today, and Tyler came up to me and pointed his finger to me, as if ready to ask me what my name was, but some one else answered for me, and I just kind of moved on. I couldn't talk to him. It was one of the most exhilarating instances in my life since I started college.

I also am starting some study dates with a guy named Peter. :) no, not Peter Parker. I actually don't know his last name yet. All I know is that he got back from his mish 4 weeks ago, he went to Iceland/Denmark, and he went to East High. And that he has a little sister my age. But he's cute. and sweet. And I officially like my math classes now.

Also, over the weekend, I did a retreat. Kind of like a leadership conference for LDSSA. It was way fun. And there was this guy...named Jake. Just Jake. I don't know his last name either. He goes to SLCC, and he sings fairly well. And I got a crinkle on him that night. But I never got his number, and I didn't see him in the morning. So I guess it's one of those "Perfect-Nights-With-A-Complete-Stranger-And-Never-See-Them-Again" kind of deal.

And I don't want to date HIM (you know). But yet...I still feel angry and annoyed and...ignored when he doesn't text back for 2 hours. I understand he's busy. And he has a life too. But it's still annoying. Maybe it's just him. Maybe He's just beginning to bug me.