A Crinkle

This weekend my ward had a relief society sleepover. 

There were two main things I learned. One more important than the other.

1. A crinkle is less than a crush. So it's pretty much when you see a guy and you think "oh he's really cute. i would go on a date with him". So I mostly have had crinkles in my life. 

2. I'm not a typical Mormon girl. I feel like at BYU there is a mold for what girls should be like (bubbly, super righteous, really involved in service and in church callings, and just the typical Mormon women things). I'm not like that. Yeah I feel like I am righteous and yes I love this gospel with all my heart. But I'm not that super bubbly, flirtatious, airhead girl. I know this sounds really judgmental of me, but I feel like that's how most of the girls that have boyfriends and go on dates are. And maybe that's just me thinking that because I'm jealous. 

Well that was my insight to my life this weekend. Woohoo. 

Boys are stupid, throw rocks at them

Somebody needs to get me some rocks. Cause i'm ready to throw them.

Do you ever have a crush on someone and even though they have no idea who you are, you are just a little bit hopeful inside that someday they will like you? Well this seems to happen to me all the time. And I mean ALL the time. And yes it may be because I'm shy and awkward and don't really put myself out there, but even if I do, it seems that nothing happens.

So I guess this is a lesson to me. Stop getting your hopes up, Mary. Because it will hurt less if you didn't want it in the first place.

Maybe I shouldn't be throwing those rocks after all. Maybe I should just throw one?