Well, I won’t deny it, I’ve been fairly depressed the last few months, but more on that later. Time to play a bit of catch up! Heres some things that have happened since I last blogged:

• Mister (my car) died, My parents bought Volvo and gave me a Red Mitsubishi Mirage, this has been promptly named “Sarge” by my old roommates, Brandon and Amy.
• I moved out of my Apartment with Amy and Brandon and moved in with a new friend, his name is also Mark and he is a nerd like me. The apartment complex is the same, its just a different building.
• My Sister is now married.
• I now have a girlfriend

Okay, now back to previous thoughts. When I moved out from my apartment with Brandon and Amy, all of the girls in my life that I saw on a daily basis were gone and I entered a pretty bad depression, keeping myself locked up in my new apartment, not really going anywhere or doing anything except for work and visiting my parents every so often. In one of the many chat rooms I visit, there was a girl who I had met a few times in SLC at a coffee shop or at a park. Her name is Jennifer. However she was taken by another man. I tried to keep my distance but I kept feeling myself drawn to her I assumed it was due to me lacking women of any sort in my life. After a while, her and him broke up. This left her sad and worried about him, I did my best to help her though it, talking with her online for hours and hours. Well, all of this talking led to us getting closer and closer.

I eventually got the courage to ask her out on a date, the date was wonderful and I got all nervous and excited and asked her if she wouldn’t mind being my girlfriend. Instead of running off like most women would, she accepted. I was dumbfounded and I’m sure sounded like an idiot for at least a few minutes after that, I felt a little woozy, but it was a good woozy. Anyway, I drove her home after my sister’s wedding ended and she invited me in. I met her mother and a few cats that were very nice, then we went down to the basement where she kept her guinea pig, Hamtaro. He was very cute and nice, after playing with him for a few minutes we put him back (as ironically enough shes allergic to him) and we sat down in the basement and talked more about everything and anything. We kept talking till about 2am at which point I was pretty much asleep on the floor. I decided that I had kept her up long enough so I made the suggestion that she head to bed as I had a 1.5 – 2 hour drive back home and a 7am shift. I chickened out kissing her, I wasn’t sure if it was too fast, I guess she would have stopped me if she thought it was too fast, but I chickened out anyway.

I drove under the speed limit and made sure to obey the laws very closely as I wasn’t in the mood to get pulled over. When going past Lagoon in Farmington, a wave a sleep hit me and I was having trouble staying awake, so there is a rest stop between Farmington and Kaysville, I stopped there, pulled out some water and sugary sweets and ate them for a little while and walked around, trying to wake myself up. After a few minutes I felt better and started back on the road. After getting to Brigham City, I stopped for gas and went through the same routine, eat sugar, drink water, and bounce around a little bit. I pulled into my apartment parking lot parking stall at 3:48am, grabbed a sack of frozen food that my parents had given me and my shower soaps and walked the stairs up to my apartment.

When I entered my apartment, I saw my familiar artwork hung on the walls, but the floors were clean, the dishes were done, and it looked like things had been moved around a little bit. My roommate cleaned, it was quite nice and a good change from my previous roommates who, while definitely not the messiest people, were not as clean as Mark is. So I put the frozen food my parents had given me in the fridge, dropped my shower soaps by my door, set 3 alarms, and pass out on my bed.

I was awoken by an odd noise I hadn’t heard in a long time, looking at my phone it was a missed phone call, and it was 7:34am, I was late for work, and by a significant time, so I texted my co-worker letting him know I somehow managed to turn off all of my alarm clocks. I arrived at work 45 minutes after my shift had started, without any food, and without my morning shower. It was well worth it though.

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