The Story of Us - Part 5
Sorry for the delay in the next chapter of our adventures - working 6 days in a row kind of wipes out all of my energy. All I end up doing is working, sleeping, and a little bit of food mixed in there too. But now that I'm on my Christmas vacation, I have plenty of time to sleep and eat as much as I want (mainly the sleeping thing), so I can actually do some other things too :)
The middle of winter semester was a crazy time for me, full of lots and lots and lots of things going on all at once. I was working on my mission papers, but doubts about if that was the right thing to do or if I would be a good missionary were starting to creep into my mind. Plus I was busy with taking 15 credits at school, nursing clinicals, working as a TA for the nursing department, doing required volunteer hours for my sports medicine class, attempting to work out consistently, and spend some time with my roommates as well.
And then to add to all of this, I now had a guy who obviously liked me and wanted to hang out with me a lot, but I wasn't quite sure how I felt about him. He was nice to everyone, not creepy, helped out anyone in any way that he could, and ok, he was kind of cute, but I just wasn't interested. As much as I wanted to go on dates and such, I had so much going on already, that at the time, a boy wanting to hang out with me was, I don't know, inconvenient? Plus I had very little experience with dating and so the fact that a guy wanted to hang out with me was confusing and weird.
So poor Josh was trying his best to get me to spend some more time with him, but I wasn't being very cooperative. He'd invite me to come to his volleyball games, I'd make an excuse about homework. He'd invite me to go get some food for lunch, I'd be busy with volunteering at the sports medicine trainer's room. He'd come over to hang out at my apartment, I'd be over at a friend's studying and wouldn't come back until right before curfew. He'd text me to see how my day was, I'd answer back hours later (once it wasn't until the next morning), and usually with short responses so he'd end up having to work to get the conversation to go anywhere. I just didn't know what do to and this guy was very, very persistent.
My roommates and friends would tease me about Josh a lot and tell me that I should just date him, but I would always brush them off. I really didn't have a solid reason in my mind of why I didn't want to date him, I just simply didn't want to.
Finally after a few weeks of this back and forth and me successfully avoiding any solitary time with Josh, he convinced me to get some Kiwi Loco again. We ended up bringing it back over to my apartment and sitting on the couch to talk. After a little bit of awkward attempts at conversation, Josh finally told me that if I didn't want to go on dates or anything, it was ok for me to say so.
I felt so relieved after that night. Josh and I could keep being friends without any of the tensions the attempts at dating was putting on our friendship. We could just be friends again, and I was happy about it.
The middle of winter semester was a crazy time for me, full of lots and lots and lots of things going on all at once. I was working on my mission papers, but doubts about if that was the right thing to do or if I would be a good missionary were starting to creep into my mind. Plus I was busy with taking 15 credits at school, nursing clinicals, working as a TA for the nursing department, doing required volunteer hours for my sports medicine class, attempting to work out consistently, and spend some time with my roommates as well.
And then to add to all of this, I now had a guy who obviously liked me and wanted to hang out with me a lot, but I wasn't quite sure how I felt about him. He was nice to everyone, not creepy, helped out anyone in any way that he could, and ok, he was kind of cute, but I just wasn't interested. As much as I wanted to go on dates and such, I had so much going on already, that at the time, a boy wanting to hang out with me was, I don't know, inconvenient? Plus I had very little experience with dating and so the fact that a guy wanted to hang out with me was confusing and weird.
So poor Josh was trying his best to get me to spend some more time with him, but I wasn't being very cooperative. He'd invite me to come to his volleyball games, I'd make an excuse about homework. He'd invite me to go get some food for lunch, I'd be busy with volunteering at the sports medicine trainer's room. He'd come over to hang out at my apartment, I'd be over at a friend's studying and wouldn't come back until right before curfew. He'd text me to see how my day was, I'd answer back hours later (once it wasn't until the next morning), and usually with short responses so he'd end up having to work to get the conversation to go anywhere. I just didn't know what do to and this guy was very, very persistent.
My roommates and friends would tease me about Josh a lot and tell me that I should just date him, but I would always brush them off. I really didn't have a solid reason in my mind of why I didn't want to date him, I just simply didn't want to.
Finally after a few weeks of this back and forth and me successfully avoiding any solitary time with Josh, he convinced me to get some Kiwi Loco again. We ended up bringing it back over to my apartment and sitting on the couch to talk. After a little bit of awkward attempts at conversation, Josh finally told me that if I didn't want to go on dates or anything, it was ok for me to say so.
I felt so relieved after that night. Josh and I could keep being friends without any of the tensions the attempts at dating was putting on our friendship. We could just be friends again, and I was happy about it.
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