New friends

Ok, so I haven't made many friends here in Portland, I admit.. The people in my ward are.. not exactly my type of friends. I get along with my school friends pretty well, and we do hang out sometimes, but.. that's not much.

So I'm the activities committe chairperson in my ward and I serve on an activities committee for many stakes in the Portland area, which means I go to A LOT of activities, including dances.. I've never been one to attend many activities, especially dances. They're so awkward, and usually the guys who actually attend the activities are.. weird.

I've had some interesting experiences at dances.. Meeting and chatting with a guy who looked like Jesus, getting accosted by a stalker-type and him telling me I was the most attractive girl there, and again being followed by a weirdo who told me how pretty I was and trying to find out all about me.

Example:
Evan: "I just wanted to tell you how pretty you look tonight"
Me: "Oh yeah, um, thanks."
Evan: "So what do you do for fun"

Awkward silence

Me: "Nothing. I don't have fun--I'm a grad student."

But, I've actually made friends with guys at these dances.. They also serve on the multi-stake committee, so I kinda knew them. But yeah, they invited me to hang out with them after the dances and to go to the coast with them today.

One of them actually was trained by Whitney's ex boyfriend Colt on their mission in Guam. Random! He's a cute one too.. But young. Oh.. the young ones...

Anyways, I went to the coast today and had a pretty good time in the rain and stuff. I got caught in high tide and luckily only got through with water about halfway to my knees. I tasted some of the best clam chowder ever. And I had a long talk with a guy who was pretty cool and had similar music tastes. I mean really, how many guys do I meet that I can talk to for a couple of hours?

In other words, a pretty damn good weekend, except for my less-than-stellar tomato soup I made tonight. Boo.

My forbidden love..

I have recently indulged myself in the love that is forbidden:

Dr. Pepper.

Oh the sweetness of Dr Pepper, the nectar of the gods. I love the taste more than I'll ever love a small child. (I think that's something like the quote in Blades of Glory.)

I got sick this weekend and have used it as medicine. Unfortunately, it hasn't worked.

You know why being sick sucks? I can't even enjoy some time off. I'm so miserable that napping isn't fun.

Anyways, I'm going to go back to laying in my bed. Adios.