This is gonna be a weird, possibly awkward post (and no, not in the same way that I once ranted about periods; you're safe, men). It'll just be awkward for me should any of the people I'm about to brag about ever read this. The good news is, this thing is no longer connected to my Facebook, so all I have to worry about is those of you in Russia and Germany who seem to love reading my blog. But whatever floats your boat, bro.
I just want to take a moment to brag about some really amazing guys in my life. Why? Because they're just awesome. This semester has been very interesting as far as my joke of a love life is concerned. I've gotten more action the past month than I've gotten since high school. But that's a story for a different day. Today's story is about the guys that have never really hit on me, or given indication of being attracted to me. But it's about a few very sweet gentlemen that have given me hope the past few days, despite the amount of pigs that actually do hit on me, that there are good guys out there. So, here goes.
Kyle. You are one of the most amazing guys I have ever met in my life. You're like a little cartoon, making jokes and being a redneck. But you are a perfect gentleman, respectful, and I pity any guy that ever breaks my heart or hurts me, because above all else, you're my big brother and will kill them. You should know that any girl would be unbelievably lucky to have you, because you have such a big heart, and I love that about you. You're adorable, and not in a silly way that girls sometimes call guys. You're just so sweet and caring, and I highly value your opinion. You inspire me to want more out of a guy. Also, you address me as "beautiful" and that scores mega points with any girl, platonic relationship or otherwise.
Garrett. In case you were wondering, Garrett, half of the female population at this school is madly in love with you, and the other half at the very least finds you highly attractive. In some ways, you remind me of Ethan Craft from Lizzie McGuire. And no, that's not an insult. You're quite a bit smarter than Ethan Craft ever was; but you're still as sweet as he was. Ethan was a good friend to Lizzie, even though he was never specifically interested in her. And you've always been a good friend to me. We've known each other since Moonlight Volleyball, and were neighbors last year, and you always ask me how it's going. You genuinely care about the people in your life, and whether or not you're aware of the fact that most of the women on this campus find you attractive, you treat them all with respect, gentlemanly cowboy-ness, and never try to take advantage of it. Plus, you're a Texan; that pretty much makes us friends for life.
John. I would assume that any views I get from China are from you. Do I have any of those? I really haven't checked. But if I get one, I will still assume it's you. You are the definition of a gentleman. I loved getting to know you last year, and seeing you at the beginning of this year was a nice surprise. I hope you're having fun in China; I've heard they seem to like your hair. Anyway, you are quite amazing, and I'm so, SO glad that I got to know you. You're very sweet and respectful, and I have been blessed to meet you. I hope I'll see you again within the next few years here at CCU, because you're a wonderful human being, and I love catching up with you.
Andy and Andrew. Shocking, right? You two drive me absolutely crazy! But I actually love seeing you guys, even though I haven't seen much of Andrew lately. You both have your moments where I'd love nothing more than to smack you upside the heads -- and yet, you're gentlemen, and it's an honor to know the both of you. It's also hilarious to irritate the crap out of the both of you, but it's all in good fun, and I hope you both know that. I feel like you do the same to me, so it's only fair. I want you both to know that I don't hate either of you, and while you drive me crazy, I wouldn't want it any other way. You're great friends, and I wish we could see more of each other.
Jeff. Yet another redneck in my life that I adore. You're always a gentlemen, and while you, too, drive me nuts sometimes, I love hanging out with you at RHA and otherwise. You crack me up, and I love mothering you. I hope you know that I think you're an amazing person, and the mischief we could get into if left to our own devices could potentially end the world or cause the zombie apocalypse. But it would be so much fun it would be completely worth it.
Shane. You are hilarious. You're sweet, and kind, and you have a huge heart, and I love you to death (in a platonic way). Last year, you told me that I was loved, and I needed to hear that more than you could ever imagine. You're a great friend, and I wish that we could see more of each other. I do apologize for trying to kill you for stealing the Egg...mostly. God is doing amazing things through you, and it's awesome to witness. I'm so proud to call you a friend, because you're one of the most caring people I've ever met in my life, and you seem to always have a smile on your face. Your happiness is infectious, and you can always make me smile. Thank you for that.
And there you have it. Those seven men right there are all wonderful, and I love them all so much. I really just wanted to brag about how inspirational they've been in my life. I've recently met someone who made me realize, I want someone more like these men. Men who are gentlemen, respectful, kind, and funny. When I woke up this morning, I realized something -- I deserve a gentlemen. I don't need to settle for a jerk who shows interest in me. I deserve better than that -- I deserve to feel secure, and loved, and happy. Someone who actually takes a legitimate interest in me; in my life; in my struggles. Not someone who only talks about himself, and never asks questions about my life. And more than anything, I'm only twenty years old. Twenty! I have so much of my life to live! Would I be opposed to a significant other? No. But I'm not going to settle for anything less than what I've listed. More importantly, as much as I love my friends, I don't want to be like some of them, engaged and getting married, especially not while I'm still an undergraduate. If it was grad school, maybe, but we're in our very early twenties. I shouldn't be rushing from college, to dating the first guy I meet, to getting engaged, to graduating, to getting married, to having children! What about my dreams? What about my life? When you're married, everything changes -- you reevaluate your dreams and change your life to accommodate a second person in your life! It's not to say it's a bad thing, it just means that plans change, especially if you have a child! I have a long time before I start needing to "worry" about being single. For now, I'm happy with my life, just as it is. If my relationship status changes, so be it, but for now? For now, I am happy, and refuse to settle for anything less than what these men have shown me a good guy should exhibit.
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