Unlike the Grease story, in my life there isn't any. I have been having a fantastic time back home for the summer... there has been a ton of fun had for me. I have loved it! However, per Ryan-style, there has been the ubiquitous drama. I've gone on dates with one girl in particular, who I can't read. I have no idea. She is a complete and utter mystery to me. I've lost my touch or something... I haven't any idea! ANY!! I can't even decide about her in general, but the mystery takes away any possibility of me trying to act on anything prior to leaving town for the school year. It's absurd!
In other news, I have had a long standing crush on a girl I met a year ago. At the time, I was her "adult supervision" at a week-long adventure camp. She was 18 and I was 22. This year, I worked with her in a very similar capacity for one week. I was still very impressed with her. On Friday night after the camp was over, I asked her to go on a date with me that very night. It was a fantastic evening. I loved it, she was a blast! I called her a week later, now from 250 miles away, to say that despite the distance, I would like to go out with her again. I asked if she would help me to do that by letting me know when she would be available. I haven't heard from her in nearly 3 weeks now. I just wish she would call me back. I finally called her last weekend to say "Hi, call me please!" I'm hurt. I had a great time! I think she did too... Why hasn't she simply called me back? Argh!
Well, I have supported my statement regarding drama following me around like a sad little puppy. Maybe I am a sad little puppy? Argh!
