Boy Craziness

Wow, it has been a log time since I last posted. It's about time I get back on here.

At the end of the summer, I was really excited for the fall to start, because we had a huge turnover in my apartment complex. Something like 160 new people moved in. I'm not gonna lie, I was extremely excited for new guys to move into the ward. But I didn't really think I'd get all that excited about any of them. You see, it has been a good seven years since I have had a full-blown crush on anyone. Seven years! And that's no exaggeration.

It had been so long since I had had a crush that I was convinced I was broken. I thought I was incapable of liking anyone, of being interested at all. It was kind of scary, actually.

But then the fall came. And the first Sunday with the new ward, I found someone that I started to like. And that crush hasn't gone away! Yay for no longer being broken!

Except for one little catch . . . I think I've gone to the other extreme. I'm really interested in a certain guy in my ward, and I'm marginally interested in at least two other guys. Not to mention the guys that I could definitely be interested in if they showed any interest toward me. I swear that I have never been so boy crazy. Ever. Not even in high school. Okay . . . I was probably this bad in high school. But I don't know what my issue is! It's driving me bonkers. Whatever or whoever fixed me did far too good of a job.