Tuesday, February 18, 2014

Cheesy Dates

Ah dating. The quintessential activity at BYU. That mostly awkward, occasionally enjoyable thing that humans, for some weird reason, thought would be a good idea to make into a social norm. 

Yeah... that. 

Suffice it to say I haven't really done much of it here due to the lack of males in my ward (that would be 29 to the 140 girls)...and well my roommates and I were just kind of bored of that. So we decided that it would be a good idea to ask guys out for a big group date. (Spoiler alert: it was.)

The road to getting to this date, however, was kind of a crazy one. Because of certain frustrating personality flaws that I possess, I have at various times claimed to be against dating (yeah, um, I'm NOT), but I came into the room on Monday night to find my roommates discussing plans for this date that we had kind of talked about a few times before. 

It didn't really take them long to convince me to ask someone, but our first couple ideas got killed before long for various reasons. After having discussed it for some time, we all decided who we wanted to take and proceeded to ask them (it may or may not have been around midnight when this happened..) They all said yes and we were in business!

And then everything kind of started to fall apart.
 
Thursday both Michaela and I found out that our dates had forgotten something that they had going on and wouldn't be able to go. She got another date right away...but due to a lack of planning, I had absolutely no back-up date ideas. None at all...and by now it's the day before and it's a long weekend so everyone is out of town. 

By Saturday morning (the day of the date) I still don't have a date and the only prospect was possibly getting set up with one of my roommates friends from last Semester, and they haven't even started trying to get ahold of him. Basically I was 101% positive that I was going to be chilling in my room for a few hours while my roommates had a date in our kitchen. (Spoiler again: I was 101% wrong).

After yet again having the joy of visiting the testing center on a Saturday afternoon at 2 pm, I came home and decided it would be a good idea to go play the piano for a while. That was definitely a wise decision, as while I was playing one of my good friends from last Semester came in and said hi, and then ended up inviting me to hang out with him and some of his friends right exactly then. I almost said No actually, but then I stopped and realized that it's not like I had any other plans (still no date), so in a moment of "eh, why not?" I went. 

I had soo much fun just playing pool and basketball and hanging out and not worrying about anything for a while. Turns out Michaela's date for the night was there too and while we were talking about the date he was about to go on I get a text- at 5 pm I found out that in fact I DID have a date at 7 pm, with a guy I had kind of met twice but never even talked to before. So there was that. 

Cue minor freak out. 

Cue MAJOR freak out. 

Ok. Fast forward to actual date. There was no better almost stranger for me to go on a date with. We all had SO much fun just doing the most random things. 

Of course food is a must, so we made pizzas. Hunter and I's was a little indecisive. Half alfredo, half red sauce, cheese that didn't melt, pepporoni, and a few random meats and vegetables that kind of just got tossed on there. But it was good regardless.

While we were making Pizza, someone opened a bag of the dollar store cheese and it kind of exploded everywhere. My date's natural response was to start throwing cheese in the air....and what could follow after that but a cheese fight? (Don't worry we took it outside) I will admit, that is one of the stranger things I have been a part of it, but for anyone who has never participated in a cheese fight, well... I highly recommend it :)

The whole gist of our date was playing Minute to Win it games and basically that just required a lot of spontaneity. I fit 16 pieces of dubble bubble chewing gum in my mouth (that stuff will never taste the same again), we stacked dice on top of a fork that was stuck in our mouths, and Hunter had to try and get a penny out of a pair of nylons using only one hand. Also we drew our cheese fight out in chalk on the ground outside and somehow that escalated into leaving our numbers on the ground for the general population to find and call/text (more on that later....maybe, just know it became an adventure) 

After our adventures we headed to one of the guys' apartments and watched the Croods. Hunter and I had quite an enjoyable time watching as everyone else cuddled and we awkwardly slightly touched. 

Suffice it to say that good times were indeed had by all :)

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