Ok, so it's been a looooooong time since I've written anything. The thing is, I've had stuff to write about and I've had the time to write, I just don't think about it when I do have the free time. So we're going to play catch-up for those of you who haven't been in the loop of my life.
First of all, I recently got in (and out) of a relationship. This girl that I had kind of been talking to over Christmas break and I started dating. Well..let me give you the whole story. I met her last year while she was dating a friend of mine and after I met her I never saw her for the rest of the year, and then last semester I was working the BCM booth at the school's Halloween carnival, and she was working at the booth next to the BCM and we started talking. Well after that night I didn't see her for most of the semester and then, a few days before I was going to go home for Christmas break, she invited me to go see a play with her and a friend, and I happily obliged. Well I hung out with her and by the end of the night, we decided that we really liked each other and agreed to start dating or "talking" or whatever it's called. So I went home the next day and we texted and called each other on a pretty regular basis. Then she decided to come up to Milledgeville to spend a day with me and meet my parents, so I drove to Macon and met her and she followed me to my house and we spent the day together; she met my parents, we held each other's hands and she even went to church with me. After I led her back to Macon so she could get on the interstate to go home that night, I started thinking about our "relationship". I honestly felt like we were rushing and I felt like I really wasn't ready for any kind of serious relationship. I finally worked up the courage to call her a few weeks later and talk to her about how I felt. Long story short, she didn't see how I thought we were moving fast and she wanted to work the relationship out but I just wasn't feeling it at the time.
Fast forward to about two weeks ago. After some thinking, I decided that I was ready to commit to a relationship, so I texted her and was like "Hey, I wanna take you out sometime this week!" She agreed and then asked me if I was interested in getting back together and I said yes, so we agreed to make it FBO (Facebook Official) and so we were a couple. That was on a Sunday; the following Wednesday I went to church with her and met her family and we spent most of the evening together. Well, after supper and hanging out with her friends, we went back to her house and I kissed her outside (this would be my first kiss). She asked me if I wanted to stay and hang out some, and I said yes. We went inside and sat on the couch and from there proceeded to make out (sorry if that's TMI, but I feel like it's important to the story). Well, after about 3o minutes, I went back to my dorm. On Friday afternoon, I went back to her house and ate supper with her family. Afterwards, we were just sitting on the couch, and she asked me if I thought we were rushing things. I told her that I didn't think so, and then she proceeded to tell me that she didn't think we were gonna work out and gave me a list of reasons (well not exactly a list, but you know what I mean), the most prominent being that I was Southern Baptist (not just Baptist, but Southern Baptist, which I guess is a lot worse, but I don't know) and she was Pentecostal and that just wouldn't work out. She brought up the point of being unequally yoked and that she believed it meant that people should only date and marry within their own denomination. She assured me that she really did like me, but she just didn't think that we wouldn't work out as a couple. Well at first, I was just shellshocked and didn't say anything, I just got in my car and left. I was really confused as to why she didn't bring this up before or even right after we had spent half an hour making out. I tried to convince myself that I wasn't going to be affected by this. Well that worked for about 3-4 hours, and then I realized how hurt I really was. Well, after discussing what had happened with a couple of close friends, I decided I would talk to her and try to explain how I felt and what I thought. When I went to talk to her, before I could even get a good start, she asked me if I was there to try to get back together and I told her that wasn't the entire reason I was there, and then she proceeded to tell me that she didn't want to get back together, so I said "Fine, that clears things up!" and I left.
