First Time for Everything

So... after being opposed to being set up for years, i finally agreed to going on a blind date this past Saturday. I guess it wasn't bad or awkward like the stories you hear of. Even still, my views haven't changed. There's something nice about a guy wanting to take you out because he's interested in getting to know you. I guess one could say I've been spoiled... but you see every girl deserves to be spoiled.

Recommendation for dates:
1) Keep the first date short. Have you been on a really good long first date where you got so tired that you're no longer present? I didn't think so.
2) Ask your date questions so you get to know them--there's nothing worse than to realize at the end of the date that you don't know any more of the other person than you did before the date. i mean, what was the point?
3) Be yourself. No one really wants to date a picture of you or an idea of you. People want to date you for who you are.

I say this as if I know what's best, and yet maybe long first dates do work for some people. Perhaps some people are content with just spending time with others.

Through it all, I really do enjoy getting to know people. I learn so much about myself by being with other people. It keeps me in check with who I am and who I want to be.

Here

"On my way here
Where I am now
I've learned to fly
I have to want to leave the ground
I've fallen hard
But I've been loved
And in the end it all works out
My faith has conquered fear
On my way here."

- lyrics from On My Way Here
by Clay Aiken




I don't have too many regrets, but sometimes... just sometimes, I torture myself with the useless thoughts of what ifs...

A New Start

There's something refreshing about creating a new chapter of life--starting this new blog as if it somehow erases the the past, starting a new school year hoping for a better future, getting over a summer fling believing that there's someone better out there, moving into a new apartment after a vacation far away from home...

Before this trip to Hawaii, I spent some time feeling like my world was falling apart. I found myself searching for a purpose in this world and a desire to go on. I was physically tired, emotionally drained, and simply too tired to care for anything. What happened to me? What really matters to me? What used to matter did not seem so important all of sudden. Have I done a horrid job of having proper priorities in life?

How could a person wake up one day and feel like everything that one has worked for no longer holds the same value in one's life? Was it just a realization or devastation setting in?

Time is an incredible medicine for healing if you will let it... A lot of the times though, we have a hard time letting go. We keep hanging onto what we once had even if it no longer exists. Sometimes, there are truths that we rather not accept because accepting it would be admitting defeat. At the same time, by not accepting the truth, we are only fighting a lost battle...