Thursday, January 17, 2008
Making the Ordinary Extraordinary :) [Box 2]
I spend hours getting ready, contemplating what to wear and how to fix my hair. I make my final decision, but are in noway happy with what I chose. I sit and wait for the call that says "I'm here." I walk myself out to the vehicle waiting for me, or am accompanied by the driver who met me at the door. He asks, "where do you want to eat," or "what movie would you like to see?" I respond with "I don't care," and let him choose where we go, and of course I am completely disappointed in his choice, but pretend to enjoy for the sake of keeping the situation as least awkward as possible. At dinner we both struggle to keep the conversation alive, and then when we arrive at the theater we both are rejoicing on the inside because its quiet in the theater so you do not have to think of conversation. After the movie we ride home, and the movie gives us something to discuss on the way home. When he drops me off there is the awkward questions of a goodnight kiss running through our heads, then we use our best judgement and part ways, either for the night or forever. Once I get to my room I discuss the evening with my roommate, and it always ends up when I am on the search for a nice boy, that boy was just too nice, or merely not nice enough. It appears as if there will never be the perfect one, yet I continue to put myself through this awkward torture that is on display for all those around.
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