Last semester I had what I guess you could call a substantial crush. At least, I liked him enough to legitimately want to date him. Now this is actually saying a lot. As every girl knows, a fleeting crush is a common occurrence. But when, after careful observation, we are still interested in dating "said crush," *life/love/dreams take on meaning again.
Which is exactly why I was worried about Christmas break.
In other words, absence rarely makes the heart grow fonder where pre-relationships are concerned.
So, although Sigmund and I went out a few times and were showing mutual interest in eachother previous to break, I feared the fizzle. Would we even talk over break? Would I even like him when I came back?
Yes and Yes.
Sigmund and I were able to keep up quite a perfect amount of conversation over our 3 weeks apart. We did not obsessively text, thus causing one of us to lose interest. Nor did we refrain from any conversation whatsoever. Instead, there was a small amount of texting combined with a few random calls here and there. By the time I got back to Provo, I had talked with him enough that we didn't feel awkward contacting each other and I was stoked to see him again!
Of course, I only say this in hindsight, as I have now been back 4 days and he has contacted me everyday.
So, although I didn't think it possible, I beat the odds. Despite my 200% increased chance of failure, my crush survived. Now we just have to wait and see if Sigmund and I will survive the next test: semester overload. Here's to hoping for a crush that actually goes relationship.
The One Timer: Over and Out.
*this is slightly dramatized to add appeal.
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