You threw off my groove

First thing I did when I got to Geog 101 today was lean over to class bro and ask, "Do you have any single friends that want to take me on a date"? He nodded no right away. "You didn't even think about it" I protested. "I don't really have a lot of guy friends" he replied. "Well you should get some new friends" I snapped back. I need to go on a date. I need to go even if for no other reason than it would take my mind off HIM.

Why am I sitting around oblivious to everyone else waiting for something? What exactly am I waiting for? A declaration of undying love? That's just not realistic, and if I've become anything its realistic. How much longer can I wait for HIM? Not much longer I think. There has basically been silence since Friday. I tried to close the gap with a few text messages that barely garnered any results - which is typical of HIM. Its not supposed to be like this. I should have someone chasing after me, not the other way around. My brother in-law gave me some good advice, "when you go on a date with HIM, don't act like his friend". Easier said than done. I don't know any other way to act. If I can't even make myself act differently, how can I expect HIM to? Maybe its just not meant to be, like all the other relationships in my life its just bad timing. And come to think about it he doesn't know anything about those relationships. After 1 1/2 yrs of friendship he hardly knows me. Interesting.

And to make matters matters worse I've lost my uumph. I used to be able to unnerve a guy with just one look, not anymore. I've been trying to flirt heavily with this nerdy boy in my ward from Boston. There is no question he is a nerd, but I just like him. My goal is to get him to take me on a date which used to be no problem. But the last two weeks I've only muttered a hello in the hallway. I'm going to get him this Sunday, mark my words. On Monday I got into an elevator with an attractive guy. He scooted closer to me in the elevator and I should have said, "getting off on 3 as well"? But I looked down and headed out the door. Perhaps what I need is to go to Jamaica just like Stella to get my groove back. Something has got to change.