Y'all probably dont want to hear about my love life, or lack of one, but ive been sitting hear for two hours staring at a blank screen and thats the only thing that I can come up with thats kind of interesting.
Lets just start with a simple statement. All the boys that I would even consider dating are leaving on there missions this year. That means in two years they will be home, right? Yes. Okay this is when things start getting weird, but you first must know that I'd give anything to travel and my plan has to graduate from college and then go backpack across europe. So now that you know that until yesterday i wanst going to get married till i was 25 youll understand why I am freaking out. Boys that are going to be everything I want in a man are coming home in two years! That means that I could date them for a couple years, get engaged, finish my education, and then get married. So what its looking like is:
-the boy(s) leave. (2013)
-I party it up for two years while they are out serving the Lord (2013-2015)
-They get home and we start going on dates (2015)
-We date seriously for two years (2017)
-We get engaged (2017)
-We get married (2018)
CRAZY STUFF! Thats only five years. There is no way i'll be ready to be someones cute little wifey by then.
But wait it gets even crazier. Impossible? I thought so. I could have a child or two by the time my litte brother is sixteen.
But lets be real. This most likely wont happen.
You want to hear something really cool. I look like a shepard right now. Its casual.
oh and I hugged a boy, for longer than three seconds.
