'I need to wash my hair' and other excuses

I feel like I can vent about something, so I'll post it here for anyone bored enough to peruse my rant.

I just received a return phone call from a girl. She made some comments about how her 'classes were going to be hard' and 'lots of things going on' with her family. While these are likely valid statements; they are no less complete BS. What she really is saying is: 'you aren't someone I feel is worth my valuable time.' Now, this is admittedly a harsh phrasing of her meaning; yet it really grasps its reality. I'll admit that for me, this is a relatively easy thing to accept, as the fact that she doesn't know me is the reason for the rejection. Hence, I can retain me confidence that if she really knew me, there wouldn't be that problem. There is a tinge of regret, as this girl was really going to get the best of my considerable dating expertise; she is someone I find intimidating which results in motivation in planning.

I'll admit that I didn't make it easy for her to ramble through her logical reasons why she doesn't have time for me. I remained silent and attentive to her words while she went through all the reasons she could muster. At the end, I kinda let her have it... with decent restraint, I think. I told her she'd done a good job expressing all her reasons. I then, and I'm really proud of this, I wished her luck with the trials and tribulations of her difficult life and her difficult classes. I may have overstepped things with 'it must be hard to be so busy.' However, I feel pretty good with myself.

Tales from a strange land

Well, as our AC doesn't work, I can't take my customary sunday nap and instead am going to blog.

I picked my title because Provo gets stranger and stranger the longer I am here. As much as I have come to love the friends I have made here; I also grow more aware of the eccentricities that knock Provo down the list of places I want to live. That being said, I can't think of a place that is probably better for me right now.

That being said, I'd like to relate a story that adds to my list of crazy dating experiences... This one comes at the end of a lovely experience dating a nice girl; 21, smart, sharp wit, pretty, but neurotic enough to like me... Anyway, I felt like things weren't going to work out, after 5 weeks, and had a talk, actually 3 talks over 3 days, and broke up. I thought we were good, but a week after the first talk, I got a text while at a family gathering. In it she made reference to a previous conversation when she'd said she wasn't good at hating people and then stated that she was learning; followed by 'Congratulations.'

Anyway, so I tried to find out why she hated me and she replied with a short list: ...figured out what you did... ...not everyone has dated like a bajillion people... ...this was a big deal for me... ...you used me...

Crazy right? So, I had a lovely talk with her about that; naturally, but she conceded that she really didn't think any of those things but was just having a really hard time with everything. I can understand that and all... but I was just very surprised to have such craziness dished out on me. So, that's my story. Hope you enjoyed it more than I did... haha.