now here's the irony of the day:
So there could be someone who I could be interested in.
He could be a student at the university of akron, and I could have met him at the newman catholic campus ministries group.
He also could have messaged me on facebook, indicating that there is a possibility that he is interested in me.
But that is all that I can disclose at this present time.
AND NOW FOR THE IRONY THAT YOU'VE BEEN WAITING FOR...
Last night, I couldn't fall asleep. I wasn't really sure if I was ready to try a new relationship (with the certain someone described in the above note). So, to help me fall asleep, I listened to the wicked soundtrack - my all-time favorite. So, anyways, the song "I'm not that girl" started to play. And for some reason, I just started to cry.
I cried because in all of my past relationships, I wasn't that girl. For the guy from my high school youth group, I was only a friend. For Brian the cheerleader, I was just another girl that he could lie to. For Nick, I was just a summer love.
And before I could continue, I heard the sound of my cell phone receiving a text message. "It must be from lyndsey, or steph, or someone else from the high school crew," I thought to myself.
But surprise! It was from Mr. Nasa Nerd himself. He txted, "Dave & Busters!" Figuring that he was probably not sober, I texted him back a single question mark. Then he further explained, "I am at D&B in chicago right now. and i thought of you."
At that very second, all of the memories from last summer - the nights downtown, the Indians games, the night we went to Dave & Busters, and our final "date" flooded my mind.
Also, at that very second, Elphaba sang, "Don't remember that rush of joy / He could be that boy / I'm not that girl."
And then I started to cry harder. I didn't want those words to describe me, but they did. In every situation, they did.
But not with this new person. I want to be "that girl" to him. I want to mean something to him, as he means something to me. And so starts the beginning of a new relationship saga...
-Karin
p.s. here is an update on my insane class schedule:
Intermediate Spanish 1 - Impossible. The class is taught completely in spanish! And you aren't allowed to even answer in english! How on earth did I end up getting placed into this class?!?!
Golf - I dropped this class. Apparently I don't enjoy taking easy semesters.
Honors Colloquium on Folk Lore - I also dropped this class. Probably for the same reason as above.
Statistics - Piece of Cake (and the only piece of cake for this semester). The professor is insanely cool, and holds his office hours at starbucks! Awesome!
Circuits II - This class will kick my butt, whether I want it to or not.
Advanced Numerical Methods II - Impossible #2. In fact, this class is actually a graduate level class (528), and it is so difficult that it is funny. Do I have any idea of how to use a lagrange interpolating polynomial to approximate a second order ordinary differential equation? nope. Do I know what a runga-kutta numerical approximation method means? nope! Yet I am supposed to know these things for class. HAHAHA. I will die.
Dynamics - As if my schedule is not hard enough, I added Engineering Dynamics (3 more credits) to the load. Its really not a terrible class, other than the fact that it is at 7:45 in the morning. and I am NOT an early bird!
He could be a student at the university of akron, and I could have met him at the newman catholic campus ministries group.
He also could have messaged me on facebook, indicating that there is a possibility that he is interested in me.
But that is all that I can disclose at this present time.
AND NOW FOR THE IRONY THAT YOU'VE BEEN WAITING FOR...
Last night, I couldn't fall asleep. I wasn't really sure if I was ready to try a new relationship (with the certain someone described in the above note). So, to help me fall asleep, I listened to the wicked soundtrack - my all-time favorite. So, anyways, the song "I'm not that girl" started to play. And for some reason, I just started to cry.
I cried because in all of my past relationships, I wasn't that girl. For the guy from my high school youth group, I was only a friend. For Brian the cheerleader, I was just another girl that he could lie to. For Nick, I was just a summer love.
And before I could continue, I heard the sound of my cell phone receiving a text message. "It must be from lyndsey, or steph, or someone else from the high school crew," I thought to myself.
But surprise! It was from Mr. Nasa Nerd himself. He txted, "Dave & Busters!" Figuring that he was probably not sober, I texted him back a single question mark. Then he further explained, "I am at D&B in chicago right now. and i thought of you."
At that very second, all of the memories from last summer - the nights downtown, the Indians games, the night we went to Dave & Busters, and our final "date" flooded my mind.
Also, at that very second, Elphaba sang, "Don't remember that rush of joy / He could be that boy / I'm not that girl."
And then I started to cry harder. I didn't want those words to describe me, but they did. In every situation, they did.
But not with this new person. I want to be "that girl" to him. I want to mean something to him, as he means something to me. And so starts the beginning of a new relationship saga...
-Karin
p.s. here is an update on my insane class schedule:
Intermediate Spanish 1 - Impossible. The class is taught completely in spanish! And you aren't allowed to even answer in english! How on earth did I end up getting placed into this class?!?!
Golf - I dropped this class. Apparently I don't enjoy taking easy semesters.
Honors Colloquium on Folk Lore - I also dropped this class. Probably for the same reason as above.
Statistics - Piece of Cake (and the only piece of cake for this semester). The professor is insanely cool, and holds his office hours at starbucks! Awesome!
Circuits II - This class will kick my butt, whether I want it to or not.
Advanced Numerical Methods II - Impossible #2. In fact, this class is actually a graduate level class (528), and it is so difficult that it is funny. Do I have any idea of how to use a lagrange interpolating polynomial to approximate a second order ordinary differential equation? nope. Do I know what a runga-kutta numerical approximation method means? nope! Yet I am supposed to know these things for class. HAHAHA. I will die.
Dynamics - As if my schedule is not hard enough, I added Engineering Dynamics (3 more credits) to the load. Its really not a terrible class, other than the fact that it is at 7:45 in the morning. and I am NOT an early bird!