Alas this is not what I wanted to blog about. I do find less and less desire to blog. Ever since my decision to stop forcing a conflict in my life, I find my need to vent or share frustrations, which was a large part of my blog, decreasing significantly. But every once in a while, I find I want to put my thoughts in writ form.
So last night after dinner, most of the guys went to a dance club. After my pathetic attempt at dancing I went over to the group and sat next to one of the new guys I met at dinner. We began small talk and he asked me if I was single. After explaining yes, he asked why. I explained my usual response of, "I'm picky," which is true and false. He then asked what I look for in a guy. (Let me interject here, if he was asking these questions because he was interested in me, I will hate myself forever, because he is very cute and we seemed to have a lot in common. I'm very unperceptive when it comes to things like that. Anyways, enough of my little crush.) In response to his question of what I looked for in a guy, I gave the typical, cliche answer, "Nice, sweet, caring, and a Mormon background."
After I woke up this morning I realized, I don't know what I want in a guy. Besides the Mormon background, which I think is very important for a mutual understanding of life experiences, I don't know what else I value in a partner.
Hopefully I will have more relationships from which I can determine what I value in a person I want to spend my life with.