Flirting
Once upon a time I had zero flirting skills. Then I got a boyfriend, and then I got dumped, and magically I can better identify what's going on in the world around me.
Scenario One: My flirting skills. Last summer I was busy texting my best friend and we joked about getting married and moving into a cave together. I thought nothing of it (partially because I was over-the-moon about him but was convinced he would never like me, so I didn't read into anything, and partially because I'm pretty much inept) until about seven months later when he brought it up again and asked me if I considered it flirting. I gave him my very best blank stare and said, "That was flirting?" Didn't even cross my mind.
Not too long ago a boy was at my house, so I sat on the couch and flirted with him. I didn't sit down with that intention, but it just happened, and at the end of the day, I looked at Johanna and said, "I just flirted outrageously." Did you read that? I correctly identified flirting! I was pretty proud of myself.
Scenario Two: Other people's flirting skills. Last summer I met a new guy in my ward who took quite the interest in me and started chatting me up. I enjoyed a good conversation with him and then went on my merry way. Immediately my roommate and my best friend went into great detail about how he was flirting with me and I completely missed it. Whoops.
Tonight, at Shannon's birthday party, I started talking to some guy, walked with him to someone else's house to watch a movie (Shannon's TV was too small, so we walked down a few apartments), and then he sat beside me on the couch. Then he translated the Spanish from the movie for me, and then threw a pillow at my face, obviously inviting me to whack him back. As I left the party with Johanna, I looked at her and said, "He flirted with me." I noticed, all on my own, without her having to point it out!
Aw, shucks, I feel like I'm growing up.
i guess the next step would be to intentionally flirt with someone to get him to ask me out...but I've done that before (hello Prince Eric), so it's not exactly high on my priority list.
In other news, it is now my birthday. I'm going to go to bed so I can wake up and enjoy a day fully dedicated to ME!
"Look at the hairs on the back of my manly, hairy hands!" ~~The Doctor
Scenario One: My flirting skills. Last summer I was busy texting my best friend and we joked about getting married and moving into a cave together. I thought nothing of it (partially because I was over-the-moon about him but was convinced he would never like me, so I didn't read into anything, and partially because I'm pretty much inept) until about seven months later when he brought it up again and asked me if I considered it flirting. I gave him my very best blank stare and said, "That was flirting?" Didn't even cross my mind.
Not too long ago a boy was at my house, so I sat on the couch and flirted with him. I didn't sit down with that intention, but it just happened, and at the end of the day, I looked at Johanna and said, "I just flirted outrageously." Did you read that? I correctly identified flirting! I was pretty proud of myself.
Scenario Two: Other people's flirting skills. Last summer I met a new guy in my ward who took quite the interest in me and started chatting me up. I enjoyed a good conversation with him and then went on my merry way. Immediately my roommate and my best friend went into great detail about how he was flirting with me and I completely missed it. Whoops.
Tonight, at Shannon's birthday party, I started talking to some guy, walked with him to someone else's house to watch a movie (Shannon's TV was too small, so we walked down a few apartments), and then he sat beside me on the couch. Then he translated the Spanish from the movie for me, and then threw a pillow at my face, obviously inviting me to whack him back. As I left the party with Johanna, I looked at her and said, "He flirted with me." I noticed, all on my own, without her having to point it out!
Aw, shucks, I feel like I'm growing up.
i guess the next step would be to intentionally flirt with someone to get him to ask me out...but I've done that before (hello Prince Eric), so it's not exactly high on my priority list.
In other news, it is now my birthday. I'm going to go to bed so I can wake up and enjoy a day fully dedicated to ME!
"Look at the hairs on the back of my manly, hairy hands!" ~~The Doctor