About a girl....
Well, it's official.
I have a girlfriend! 21 months after things ended with Alisha, I'm seeing someone. And I just wanted to shout it from the rooftops. Hey, it's my blog, I can do whatevertheheck I want.
Yes, I know, this is so high school (and before I get ANY comments, this is a different girl, and this one is legal) but what can I say, it's Springtime, I'm in love, things are wonderful.
The post-(other girl's name here) period was rough. It took a bit to get through. But... I knew the mistakes I had made, and I wasn't going to wallow in something that was never more than slightly substantial. She was - is - a wonderful girl, but she and I never had anything. There wasn't much for me to get over, except for my own issues.
This is different. This is new.
For the first time in my life I'm happy just to let things happen. I don't need to know where things are, where they are going. I don't need to understand everything that is happening: I can just accept that things are as they are and let life go where it will. This is very unusual for me. And... I like it.
She is a student at Samford. Very smart, very talented. Lots of interests that overlap with mine and a few that don't: similiar enough to be good, different enough to be exciting. She's absolutely gorgeous, though she has a hard time believing it. And best of all she's an Irish lass, complete with red hair and freckles.
So, there's the news. If you hear from me in the next couple of weeks, brace yourself for the annoyance of listening to a guy who's found a new girl.
I have a girlfriend! 21 months after things ended with Alisha, I'm seeing someone. And I just wanted to shout it from the rooftops. Hey, it's my blog, I can do whatevertheheck I want.
Yes, I know, this is so high school (and before I get ANY comments, this is a different girl, and this one is legal) but what can I say, it's Springtime, I'm in love, things are wonderful.
The post-(other girl's name here) period was rough. It took a bit to get through. But... I knew the mistakes I had made, and I wasn't going to wallow in something that was never more than slightly substantial. She was - is - a wonderful girl, but she and I never had anything. There wasn't much for me to get over, except for my own issues.
This is different. This is new.
For the first time in my life I'm happy just to let things happen. I don't need to know where things are, where they are going. I don't need to understand everything that is happening: I can just accept that things are as they are and let life go where it will. This is very unusual for me. And... I like it.
She is a student at Samford. Very smart, very talented. Lots of interests that overlap with mine and a few that don't: similiar enough to be good, different enough to be exciting. She's absolutely gorgeous, though she has a hard time believing it. And best of all she's an Irish lass, complete with red hair and freckles.
So, there's the news. If you hear from me in the next couple of weeks, brace yourself for the annoyance of listening to a guy who's found a new girl.
posted by Jonathan at 12:58 PM
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