Oh boy. So I guess you could say that I've gone on quite a few first dates. Some of them have been fun, some of them have been super awkward. Most of them have been typical freshman dates. And super awkward. So I will start from the very beginning.
Fall 2010
Pretty sure my first date here at BYU was with an RM. I knew this guy a little bit from high school, because he accompanied the SFHS choirs, but we had probably only ever talked once before he went on his mission. He got home a couple weeks before fall semester started, so the day he got back from his mission, he visited the friendly neighborhood Coldstone Creamery to visit an old friend. I also happened to be working that night, so I said hello to him. Yep. Nothing too exciting.
So a couple weeks into the semester, I saw him on campus. So I said hello to him. I do that to people sometimes. He couldn't remember my name at all though. So I told him my name, and we went our separate ways. Once again, nothing too exciting.
So a couple weeks later I get a text in the morning from an unknown number. Turns out it was him, and he got my number from his good old friend at Coldstone. It was really funny, because when pulled I out the little desk in my first class, someone had carved his name in it. Coincidence? Maybe.
We chatted (well, texted) for a little bit about growing up to be a rockstar and a hairstylist and donating hair to Locks of Love. Which was funny because the next day on campus, I saw a sign for a Locks of Love hair drive. Coincidence? Maybe.
But anyway...back up. So we chatted (well, texted) and basically said "hey, I know you don't know me super well, but would it be okay if I asked you on a date sometime?" Yes, that was definitely kosher with me. He seemed like a pretty alright guy. So then he said "okay, but here's one question that's all for the marbles. Do you ice skate?" All for the marbles? I don't know if I've ever heard that phrase before. And I'm also not that great at ice skating. Not like I'm terrible, I just have a little bit of a fear of ice. I just feel more comfortable when I know I'm not about to fall at any second. Last time I went ice skating on a date, my date thought I was too slow or something, so he skated with the other guy in our group and I was left to fend for myself on the ice. So I wasn't about to lie, I told him I'm not the best ice skater. And he said "Okay, we'll have to do something else."
So he called me a couple days later and said "I know you said you're not great at ice skating, but how about we go ice skating on a date on Friday?" awesome, I thought I could get out of going ice skating on a date. didn't happen. But whatever. Date. Fun. So I agreed.
So Friday comes along, and of course I'm a little bit nervous. I don't really know this guy, it was my first date with an RM, and I was going ice skating. We get to the car and it's all awkward with door opening and stuff, because he wasn't going to open my door, but I wasn't even sure what car was really his, and yeah. Weird. So we get to Seven Peaks and he tells me that he used to go ice skating like at least once a week. Does he know what he's subjecting himself to? No, ice skating wasn't actually that bad. We talked pretty much the whole time, but I could tell he wanted to skate faster. He tried to teach me a few tricks, but I didn't get too far. He asked if he could go around fast once and catch up to me, so he left. And I fell down as soon as he was gone. But I got back up and by the time he came back around, he didn't even know. :) But I told him. Then I fell down a couple more times. He usually helped me up. But we decided I should switch to hockey skates. But I don't know if it made much of a difference, because I still fell down a couple times. But overall, it was pretty good. We were able to talk to each other pretty easily, and after I got over the initial nervousness of being on ice, I was fine. It helped when I was talking, so I wasn't concentrating as much on the ice.
So we're done ice skating and we start driving back and he turns to me and says "On a more serious note..." then sings a note "I know you work at the Creamery, but would it be okay if we went and got some ice cream?" Yes, of course. I like ice cream (and i don't have to pay for it on a date).
So we go to the creamery and eat ice cream and talk some more. Then....we're done. So he walks me back to Wells Hall and when we get in the lobby, he talks about how the doorstep scene is always his favorite part of the date, especially when other people are around to watch. He was joking of course, but there was another couple hanging out in the lobby. So they would just have to watch. But whatever. We hugged, he left, I went in my dorm. The girl in the lobby knocked on my door like two minutes later and asked about my date. It was just kind of funny. There's not a whole lot of privacy for doorstep scenes here at college. ;)
Overall, it was a pretty decent date. He was fun to talk to. He was fresh off the mission, so he talked about his mission a little bit, but he talked about other things too. I got a couple bruises from ice skating, but it wasn't too bad. I would go on another date with him. And I did. But that's another story for another time, sista.
