Enter Jonny. A nice returned missionary. He served his mission with my twin, Sarah. He added me on FB because he's friends with Sar and wrote me the cutest email a boy has sent me in a long time. I agreed to go on a date with him in Park City a few Saturdays a go. Jonny text me and asked if I'd want to go camping with him and his friends the night before PC and that I could bring a friend with me if I wanted. I agreed, I brought Ashton. Jonny comes to Logan and picks me and Ashton up. Then tells us that to get to the camp site it's a 4 mile hike to get there. At this point, we're still game. So we put all of Ashton's things from her duffle bag into one of my school backpacks and decide to leave. On our way there he says he wants to go long boarding first. So we long board for about twenty minutes. We FINALLY hit the road up to Tony's Grove around 5:30ish. We reach our destination where we'll leave the car for the night and putting on our back packs when Jonny proclaims that he forgot the food and water. How do you forget food and water? I'm physically active, so I'm thinking it's going to be okay we'll get to the camp and have his friends' food. No big deal, right? Wrong. When we finally get to camp (it was literally a 3 mile up hill hike with the last mile plummeting down), Jonny can't find his friends he was planning on meeting up with. Ashton and I asked on how he was planning on finding them and he said he was just going to yell for them around the lake. So we yelled. We found them just as we had about ten minutes left of day light. Just enough time to put up our tent in the dark and with no stakes to hold it down. We used rocks that we had to dig up instead. The other part of the group had started a fire and were making dinner. They were all happy and laughing and eating. Ashton and I were sitting on the log watching them enjoy their dinner. Finally, a parent who was there asked if we were going to cook our food at all. Ashton says, no because Jonny forgot our food and water. So the old man gave us a peanut butter cracker and said we could have a hot dog. My mouth was so dry I could barely swallow the crackers. We ate the hot dog, no bun, and then someone so graciously let us have the remainder of their chili.While we're sitting there, Jonny asks if we're still going to PC tomorrow. I said no; I had to go to a bridal party. We finally go to bed. The next morning Jonny throws his jacket at me to wake me up. We make the treacherous up hill mile back. That mile was brutal. We knew the three miles after that would be a piece of cake. Once we're at the car we get in and I fall asleep. He drops us off and I say goodbye. Don't talk to him again.
Date two: Tanner. Group date. Or so I thought. Apparently he didn't get the message. We get there. Sit around for a good two hours and watch YouTube videos, sing to the guitar, then decide to go to dinner at 9:30. We go to Chili's where we meet up with Tanner's date. HAHA. Did this really just happen to me? I'm now the seventh wheel. Perfect. Oh, and I pay for myself. After dinner everyone goes back to their house and Tanner promptly goes to bed. I get to sit there and do nothing while the other two girls make lovey eyes at their dates. Plus, we drove down from Logan to Cottonwood Heights so I was kind of stuck.
I keep having these awful dating experiences and I don't know why. I think I'm nice. I think I'm funny. I think I'm semi-attractive. I shower and stuff and put makeup on. So until I figure out what's going on, I'm taking myself out of the game.