The Day I Met Garrett

At Naomi's request, here is the journal entry of the day I met Garrett.  He has read this, so don't worry.  This is actually a week or two after meeting him but it is my first mention of him in a journal.


Saturday, April 19, 2008
It is 1:48 in the morning, Bri is not home and I can't sleep.  So I thought I'd write a little bit.
I'll admit to being lazy today.  It is the first day of finals and I haven't been able to focus on anything.  I am really bad at studying, probably because I never needed to in high school, and now all those kids that did need to are the ones with good habits.  Funny how that turns out.  I'm working on it though.
I guess I wish that I was more motivated.  I need to be pushed to do things but I hate to be pushed.
There may be another reason for my distraction.  It's time to introduce another character into my love life, please welcome Garrett Glissmeyer!  (Don't you love my cheesiness due to fatigue?)  I don't know exactly why, but my experience with Garrett so far is rather enjoyable for me.  Garrett was one of Chris's mission companions.  (Oh yes, the plot thickens!)  We decided to meet one day, just because we had both heard so much about the other.  Well, that same day he asked if I wanted to go to a movie with him the next day, so I did.  We've hung out several times since then, we've gone on a bike ride, ate Mexican food, watched movies, mini golfed and eaten frozen yogurt.  He is so much fun and very attractive.  My mom really likes him, well, all of my family likes him.  After one movie (during which we snuggled) he just leaned over and kissed me.  I haven't felt twitterpated in a long time.  But now I think I'd better get to know him a little more, before we kiss again or become closer.  (Which is likely)  I laugh at the irony of the situation.  We'll see how everything works out.  I've decided to definitely take relationships slow from now on.  Hopefully I can stick to that.
I am looking forward to summer.  First of all, I leave for France in a week, and I can't wait.  I am also very scared.  I can't speak French very well.  It is reassuring sometimes because sometimes Garrett asks what a word is in French and I can usually give him an answer.