So this weekend. Epic to say the least. I adore Conference. And I officially consider myself a grown up because for the first time since I can remember, I did not once play Conference Bingo. Sad, but it felt good to grow up and take notes like the rest of the adult world.

But PRIOR to Conference weekend, awkward story number one on Friday my friend/love of my teenage life Josh came out for Conference with his fam. He'd been saying for like the past month that when he came out for Conference, he'd stop by our apt for a visit. But Chantelle told me not to have much faith in him. He is sort of a flake when it comes to stuff like that. He said he'd call in the afternoon. So I waited... and waited... and didn't go to the library because I was waiting... and didn't go to the BYU vs. Real Salt Lake soccer game with my roommates because I was waiting... and didn't do any homework because I was waiting... I just sat on my couch and watched wedding shows bad idea number one when you're waiting for the love of your life to call you. Finally, as I'm walking to the football game, he texts me. Asks if he can come over after the game. I should have known. The game was fabulous though. I went with Alyssa and we had an awesome time together. Just the two of us. A fab roommate date. :)

So then he came over that night. With his gf. And it was strange. Because seriously, as excited as I was to see him, I also kinda sorta just barely got over him. And that was rough enough. So that sucked. And his gf was gorgeous and perfect and fun and awesome and cool and everything I really didn't want her to be. And that sucked too.


Awkward story number two. This afternoon, I started walking to the Honors Reading Section of the Leebrary instead of my regular Periodicals section because I was tired of stairs and wanted a comfier chair. Just before I get to the marshmallow-comfy chairs, I saw him. My friend Ross. Well, um, ex-friend? Anyway I haven't seen him yet since coming back to school. And I've been super anxious to see him. Kind of nervous, kind of excited because I still think he's gorgeous, but he's also engaged. So anyway I thought I was going to throw up from excitement/disgust/adrenaline rush/whatever happened inside of me when he looked up and {probably} saw me too, so instead I made a b-line for the not-so-comfy-but-still-okayish chairs in the new No Shh Zone. I still feel used every time I think about him. And I'm super worried that he's going to walk right around that corner and come talk to me. Eew.

Maybe I should just start walking to class now and totally avoid him altogether.... Hmmmm.....