Calling the garments that Mormons wear “magical underwear” is actually VERY offensive and disrespectful, it’s also very hurtful.
So, I went on a double date for New Year’s Eve with this new guy in town
I get on facebook to find that my ex-boyfriend, who just came home from his mission a few months ago, is now engaged. My first thoughts were, “wow that was fast” but then I quickly remembered that he is Mormon, and that is a very common occurrence in our religion. My parents just so happen to be a prime example of it, since they got married 3 months after they first met, and they’re still happily married after 22 years. I don’t understand why I was so shocked, honestly.
I just came to the realization that not only do I share the same religion as Stephanie Meyer, but she also lives in the same state as me… Needless to say that I was silently screaming to myself when I came to this conclusion.
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So my missionary, Elder Punkl, entered the MTC yesterday. He and I officially broke up last Thursday and have reverted back to being best friends, since we both agreed that he needs to focus on his mission. Now here’s the REALLY weird part, one of my friends just asked me out on date for this Saturday. I was completely shocked, and he asked me in the funniest way possible. He sent me a text saying, “So I hear today is the day, Lynyrd Skynyrd. What shall we do to celebrate?” and I was completely confused for a while and thought he was wanting to go to a concert until he explained what he meant with, “Haha ok, bad pun. You said after March 7th you would be a ‘Free Bird’” … I died of laughter once I got it. I just couldn’t say no to a date after that. That was way too funny. So Beard-Man (that’s what I’m going to call him since he has a beard) and I will be going out to lunch and then to some batting cages. He’s going to discover that I can’t hit a baseball to save my life. This will be an interesting first date after my heartbreaking end to the best relationship I’ve ever been in. (Just so everyone is still clear, I’m friends on facebook with my ex-boyfriend’s mom, and I don’t want her to know that I’m already going on a date after Elder Punkl and I just broke up and he just barely left for his mission. It would be awkward, and I don’t want Elder Punkl to find out, since it would probably hurt him a lot.)
So here I am, looking pretty pathetic right now. I’m sorry, yet again, to rant on tumblr. I don’t care if anyone on here who follows me really cares about this, but I can’t rant about this stuff on facebook since I’m friends with my boyfriend’s mom. And i REALLY need to vent.
It feels like the world is suddenly crumbling to pieces. I just suddenly came to the realization that my best friend in the entirety of existence is leaving to go preach the gospel half way across the world in just a week. I know he’ll be in the MTC in Provo for at least a month, but it still sucks majorly. I’m super excited that he’s going to be serving a mission in Benin, Africa… but I hate it as well. I think the reason why I hate it is because he’s leaving without me. I wish I could pack up and go on his mission with him right now.
I think what’s really scaring me is that tomorrow is the last day I’ll see him for 2 years. I’m terrified. We had agreed that it would be easier on us if we said our goodbyes outside of the airport before he’s set apart as a missionary, so that we can at least hug each other when we part instead of just shaking hands. We’re meeting tomorrow at the biggest park where I live. I wonder how long we’re going to hang out together. I’m already dreading having to part with him. I’ve known him for so long, and it’s only been recently that he and I had romantic feelings for each other, which makes him leaving suck even more.
Ah man. I’ve been crying on and off all day today about this. I’m hoping I can run my tears dry so that when he and I finally say goodbye, I won’t suddenly break down in front of him. I want him to leave knowing that I’ll be alright and know that I really want him to go. Even if I know he’s the only guy for me. He doesn’t want me to wait for him, and only because he says he would feel better since he feels that he’s too inferior for me, which he definitely is not… so I’m not sure what I’ll do.
Thank you, tumblr world, for allowing me to rant without my boyfriend’s mother reading everything I write. I really needed to vent to the world, and not just to my mom.
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