Helping Holding Hands and Flippin' Fun

Worst Date – Entry 21

At some point in the latter half of my freshman year, my roommate and pretty much my best friend walks in and tells me he's got a date for me. I -- somewhat reluctantly -- went along with it, and he introduced me to her as we went on a hike up Y mountain. She was charming, friendly and cute, which was a pleasant surprise. So far so good right? 

                        

So one day, my roommate and I headed over to her off-campus apartment to watch MY favorite movie, Big Fish. It's pretty chilly, and so we toss a blanket over the three of us, with her in the middle. Everything's going pretty great, she's laughing in all the right places, et cetera, and so I summon up all my courage, and reach for her hand under the blanket, and she takes it! Success! So the rest of the movie goes by, and she even cries at the ending. By this time, I'm convinced she's perfect, and the one for me. 

Finally, my roommate and I take off, and I eagerly recount my success under the blanket, saying "Dude, I totally held her hand! Woohoo!" or something to that effect. Silence. And then my roommate asks, "Would you get upset if I told you she held my hand too?"

Best Date – Entry U

We went to go country dancing at studio 600 in salt lake (that's how we first met before we got set up together.) The whole time he's doing lifts and flipping me around. There was karaoke as well, and I've never laughed so much in my life. We continued having fun while playing pool.

He was such a gentleman. He opened the door for me both on the way in and out of the car, paid for everything and escorted me if the distance was far enough, and never made any moves. Though he had paid for everything, I wanted to at least pay for ice cream so I raised the stakes and said whoever won at pool would get to pay for ice cream that night.

We continued to country dance, karaoke sing, do re-matches in pool (best of out of five, etc.) until about 1am when the studio closes. Then we drove around trying to find a restaurant open that had ice cream. We went to Del Taco and laughed because we didn't want the ice cream (the place looked scary). We laughed and talked, and decided to settle for Walmart.

After we got ice cream he brought me back to drop me off around 2:00, but we ended up talking for an hour longer.  He laughed when we realized how late it was and said that I was the only girl he'd ever kept past curfew.

He then walked me to my door, gave me a hug, and then gave one of those smiles that just steals your heart. It’s kind of tradition in my family to wait at the porch to watch the person drive away. As he drove away, looked back a couple of times, same smile. Then I walked inside, and I couldn't help but smile and relive all the moments of the evening.