Monday, March 15, 2010


So pretty much it has been my turn to write for awhile and I have totally been neglecting this blog. I could just blame school but I know its a lame excuse so I won't.

I just wanted to quickly write and fill all of you in on a pretty sweet date I had about a month ago.

It was with a guy named Cameron. He is pretty cute. I didn't really know what to expect from him but it turned out a lot better than I hoped.

Cameron is a business major. I usually try to steer away from business majors because I find them to be extremely annoying know it alls who think they are going to make it big in the world. I just think they all need to have their heads deflated a bit is all. Cameron isn't like that though. He is a really good listener and he is one of those guys you feel like you can say anything to and he won't judge you. I think he is the peacemaker type because all of his roommates seem to respect him and his opinion and he is never in an argument with them.

Anyways, we decided to go out for a picnic because it was amazing weather and the snow was all cleared up. I haven't ever been on a picnic with a guy before so I was pretty stoked to see what it would be like. He showed up with a cute basket with everything inside and we walked to the park. We didn't hold hands but my hands brushed up against his a couple of times (in high hopes that he would catch a hint) and he didn't seem to notice. When we got to the park he set up a blanket and we sat down and ate.

He brought two peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, grapes, pink lemonade, mini carrots, and two king sized Symphony bars for our lunch. I thought that it was a nice touch to throw in one of my favorite candy bars. After eating he handed me some gum and we laid on the grass looking up at the sky for awhile. We talked about a lot of things that I can't even remember. All I know is that I really liked this kid and I wouldn't mind if we kissed at all just because of how awesome he was. As we were laying there talking some clouds rolled in and it started to sprinkle. Cameron freaked out and started to apologize while he threw everything into the basket and I just sat there and laughed at the whole thing. By the time we got everything together it was pouring down rain. I told him it didn't matter and we just laughed. We put the blanket above our heads and started to walk briskly back to my apartment. As we were walking I told him I had always wanted to kiss in the rain because I never had before. I felt like an idiot for a minute because he stopped walking and just stared at me. And right as I was about to say that I didn't have to kiss him I was just stating a fact, he put down the basket, grabbed my waist, and kissed me.
Oh my heck it was a good kiss. I didn't care that it was our first date or that I was shivering or that cars were driving by and seeing us kiss, it was just like in a movie when something happens and you just know that it is something good. He stopped and put the blanket around me then walked with his arm around my waist the rest of the way home. At my door he pecked me and said he would definitely like to go out again and I said that would be great then I watched him run to his car and drive away.

It was a pretty good first date and we have had numerous others since then and even if I don't know if I am going to end up with this kid. I definitely know I like him a lot right now.

I just wish I could pull out a magic crystal ball and find out if he is the one. I am sick of all this pressure from my friends as to if I am going to marry him or not. I just think it is too premature to be thinking about marriage. It has only been a month. But who knows maybe I am just a naive girl who really should be thinking about marriage.
Rexi and I have promised each other that we would be better about writing on this blog. So hope to hear from one of us soon!
Peace out peeps!

Monday, January 18, 2010

What about Bob?

Story continued. Bob later on still continued to ask me out. I would always come with lame excuses such as, “Oh its roommate night,” or “Sorry, I’m doing my laundry that day,” or “I’m actually washing my duck.”

But he could not get the hint. Every time he looked at me it made him more sure that I was going to help him multiply and replenish the earth.

Well, I finally just had to tell him the truth. He left me a voice message asking me if I wanted to go out to dinner. It took a lot of courage for me and the help of my roommates to call him and tell him that I wasn’t interested. I dialed his number and said, “Hey Bob, yeah I got your message. I can’t go to dinner with you because I’m just not interested. I think you are a really nice guy, but I don’t want to waste your time. Well, have a nice night. Bye.”

I didn’t even let him get a chance to respond. I was actually quite proud of myself because it was quite hard. But then my phone started vibrating. I looked at my phone and sure enough Bob was calling back! This isn’t supposed to happen! I swear this is not normal! I was freaking out and I answered it and I opened my mouth to say hello but nothing would come out. I was gaping at the phone. I was scared to say anything and then I hung up because I couldn’t force anything out of me. My roommates looked at me as if I were some lunatic.

Then I got a text message from him saying, “Rebecca, I mailed you some flowers from before and you should get them by tomorrow. I was going to ask you to the sweetheart ball. But enjoy the flowers.”


I texted him back saying, “I’m so sorry, I can give you back the flowers and you can ask someone else.”

He texted, “That’s ok. Have a nice night.”

The next day I had a box on my front door with twenty long stemmed roses. They must have cost a fortune. I passed them around and gave them to my roommates and my visiting teachers.

But there is a happy ending to this story. It turns out that the girl that Bob took to the dance ended up marrying him. I am a saint! So pretty much I helped him on his way to his eternal salvation be rejecting him!

So girls, the moral of the story is don’t feel bad for turning down a guy. You will only waste his time and prevent him from finding his eternal companion.

The end.


Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Double Date


So here’s my side of the story on that date. Bob had a huge crush on me in the first place and I wasn’t interested in him one bit. I remember the first time he laid eyes on me it was like that I-found-my-eternal-companion look. I was a freshman at the time and I remember sitting in church next to Erica and he would be in the same row as us on the other side and he had his head turned 90 degrees just staring at me. Of course Erica was the one telling me this because I didn’t dare look over at him. Erica told me to start picking my nose so that he may be turned off and leave me alone. But I couldn’t go so low as to do that.

Anyway, Bob and his roommate asked us out on a double date. I was so envious of Erica’s date because she was going with a premi who was fun and not expecting anything serious. Mine however, was like already planning out the proposal in his head. But we had to go the store (like what Erica said in her version) and she came to me asking if I had any stuff with me, but sadly enough I didn’t have anything. She needed to go back to the apartment and Bob was being such a jerk about it. He kept on asking why and I seriously wanted to be like, “Hey be a gentleman and go back to the apartment!” By the way, it wasn’t like we traveled very far. Our apartment was only up the street. But he was way to caught up on going back to the apartment that as we were driving out of the parking lot I could see us coming closer to the other car in front of us. No one was watching except me and I was thinking, “Ugh..we’re going to hit it. We’re going to hit it.” And then WHAM!....we hit it.

That made Bob even more frustrated. But bla bla bla we got going on the date. We went sledding and I would look over at Erica and her date and could see they were having so much fun goofing off. But just to let you guys know, I’m not the one to be rude on a date. My attitude is, they guy asked me out (which is always a brave thing for a guy to do), he is planning it, and paying for it. But anything that I did that was nice he took it like, “Oh my goodness, she totally digs me!” So I had to back off major. I hated going down the hill with him on the sled because of course we had to be close to each other and then when we reached the bottom I did the most horrible thing. He offered his hand and I pretended I didn’t see it and got up myself. If you were to know me, that is such an un-rexi-thing to do. But afterwards we got in the car and we were driving back home, but then I could see that Bob’s hand was in between our seats flopping like a fish for me to grab and hold.

Seriously, does he really think I am going to hold his hand.”

His handed started going on my seat a little bit (oh and by the way, he’s driving this whole time as well). Usually, if I don’t want my hand held I do the usual, I fold my arms. Well I was in this huge bulky coat and I started to fold my arms but I looked more awkward that anything because it was hard to do.

Bob could see the awkwardness and he said, “Are you ok?”

“Oh I’m just cold,” I lied.

I was dying hot, but I just didn’t want him to hold my hand. So because I said I was cold he turned up the heat. The rest of the way home I thought I was going to be sick from the heatstroke.

We finally got home and I told Erica, “I don’t ever want to go on another date again with Bob. For all I know he’s probably already bought the ring.”

But the story continues….

Bob is pretty persistent throughout the entire semester, but that is another story.


Wednesday, December 16, 2009

If it kills me

Rexi and myself have decided that we have been slackers at writing in this blog, so we are going to be better about it from now on.

I want to preface this post with an explanation. I have been living with Rexi for the past three years and we have been on a lot of double dates together. We have some horror stories about dating so we thought over this Christmas break we would share some of them.
Be prepared. These are awful. They are every girls nightmare and yes we did suffer through every one of these incidents.
We promise that we aren't going to exaggerate any of the stories, but being girls everything seems ten times worse than it probably really was. We are going to tell you from our points of view and hopefully you will all be able to sympathize and share some of your horror stories from dating. {Email us @ with your stories and we will post them within a couple of weeks!}

So before I tell you one of my horror stories I wanted to update you on the present...

John and myself are completely over. When I went to church on Sunday he didn't even acknowledge me. I was a little hurt inside but I played it off like I was cool.
What is up with guys acting like girls? Really? I thought we were out of high school. Just because you don't like me anymore doesn't mean you have to ignore me. It is so frustrating. Sometimes guys really bug me.

I went on that date with Jack and it was fun but while I was with him I really wasn't feeling it. I was even trying to force myself to have feelings for him, it still didn't happen. I think he felt the same way because now we just hang out and we are cool. There aren't any of those feelings of wondering what it would be like to date because we both know we dont feel that for each other. I like just having a guy friend to confide in.

Now I am going to share a date that I went on my freshmen year in college...

We all know how freshmen are. They are stupid and naive. I am not being rude, it is just the way of life. Freshmen think they are something else and they haven't quite caught on that they are in college and so they act really immature. Everyone can tell a difference between a freshmen and a sophomore. They have simply grown up.
I hate to admit how dumb I was as a freshmen but I really was the biggest idiot. I had no idea how ridiculous I must have seemed to so many people. It was no different with dating for me. I had no idea what I was doing.
I got asked out by a guy in my ward, Seth, and we were doubling with Rexi and Seth's roommate Paul. We were going to go sledding. I was really excited. It wasn't because of Seth, I knew I didn't like him, I was just happy to be going on such a fun date.
Seth came to pick me up and I was all geared up and ready for sledding, we were in the car with Rexi and Paul when Paul said he needed to stop at the local WalMart for some hot chocolate. Paul was just going to run in so the rest of us stayed in the car. As I was sitting there I started to get that feeling, every girl knows what I am talking about, and I realized that I really needed to get to a bathroom. The only bad thing was I had nothing with me, I hadn't brought a purse because I knew I wasn't going to need it and Rexi had nothing with her either. I couldn't go through the date without doing anything about it so I timidly asked Seth if we could return to my apartment really fast. He asked why, and I told him I had forgotten something.
Seth was really nice and didn't press me any further, I think he figured it was for something girly but when Paul got back in the car all of the trouble started. Seth told him that I needed to go back to the apartment for a minute but Paul didn't want to. Paul said that we were behind schedule and looked at me and said whatever it was I forgot I really didn't need. I insisted that I needed to go home, but he wasn't going for it. I was almost in tears trying to get him to go back. Finally, Seth stepped in and said something along the lines of "Dude just go to her apartment". Paul grudgingly started to pull out of the parking lot and while we were at the stop light Paul turned to ask me again why I had to go back when BANG!
We got in a freakin accident.
I have never seen a guy so pissed in my life. Especially on a date. Paul turned to me and said "Look what happened all because we had to go back to your stupid apartment". I was so mad at him. It was NOT my fault that he couldn't drive a stupid car. It also wasn't my fault that I just happened to be visited by mother nature right as we were on our date. I just ignored his snide remark and he gave the car in front of us his information and we went back to my apartment. I ran inside and did what I needed to. It took about 1 minute and he was still nagging on me over how much time we had lost being able to sled.
I still don't understant the rush of the date. It was so gay.
I remember I had a lot of fun with Seth. We did some crazy things on the sleds and afterwords we drank hot chocolate and talked. He was a good guy, but after that date I just felt like I couldn't quite look him in the eye. He obviously knew what had happened, and it was always a little awkward. He never asked me on a date again, but I was okay with it.

I am pretty sure that date was the worst date I had ever been on at the time. But I have definitely been on some awful ones since.

Dating is so crazy. I don't think anyone will ever be able to get over the first date awkwardness.