Hehe.

I had forgotten how much fun it was to be single. I think for the first couple of weeks after being in a relationship you have this don’t touch me bubble around you, it’s probably for your own protection so that you have time to get over the past but my bubble has definitely burst and am I enjoying the sunlight again! I love flirting, I don’t care if it’s with a five year old or an 80 year old man, I just like being promiscious. It’s fun to open up that line of interaction and see how they react to silly comments or looks. I have become more aggressive in the last couple of weeks I’d say. If I like something I don’t wait for it to come to me, I go get it.

Yesterday a really cute guy came up to me on stand and told me that he thought I was a really cute girl and that I had amazing legs. He was scared that he would come off creepy or weird but that was not the case at all. It takes some big balls to come up to a girl you’ve never spoken to and say that. I give him major props, that is what I call a turn on. To reward his valiant effort, I jotted my number down and had to chase after him as he was leaving to make sure I didn’t miss out on this chance. We’ve been talking all day and he seems really outgoing and sweet. He is super active and I’m really excited about that. I don’t know much but it’s a big positive to know that there are people out there that have the courage to do that anymore.

I also love flirting downtown. It’s like you have a little mask on and can leave everything at the door because you probably won’t ever see these people again. It’s a game to me, see it, hook it, reel it in. I like the chase and I’ve always known that but every night I go downtown it revives the longing of the game, I love it.

It’s so hot in Texas. I have really started to enjoy running but I can’t run between 7:30 am and 8:30 pm because it is over 100 degrees outside. Once I graduate I’m moving up north where I can run when I want to, except in the winter of course.. I guess there’s pluses and minuses to everything.

So I’m taking this statistics class and have taken 2 tests, made 2 A’s, and have yet to learn a thing. I take the tests based on common sense, not what I read or learned, and it has worked so far. I take another one tomorrow morning and we’ll see, the common sense thing is starting to run out. Maybe I should’ve tried a little harder, oops.

I found out I’m going to Canada again in August to row at the Canadian Henley and I’m going to be coxing a group of guys this year. I have never worked with guys before and I actually really like it. They are real and you can tell what they are thinking and doing it’s not such a mental game like it is with girls. I’m really cherishing this summer because I have a feeling it’ll be the last time I’m in an 8 for a long long while. Grrr… I hate favorites.

That brings me to another good thing. I have been working out a lot by myself and with friends, not because I’m fat or need to get in shape for rowing, I mean my physical ability has nothing to do with our performance. But I am working out for me. I like having toned legs and firm abs and I am planning on running the San Antonio Half Marathon in November if the dates fall correctly, if not, then I’ll do the Austin one. I just want to be in shape for me and maybe in the back of my mind it’ll motivate some of our team to get in better shape too. After seeing how hard and determined these guys are, it disgusts me to think f my team. We get handed everything and yet half ass everything. There are a few people that take it seriously but half of them are there because of the scholarship not because they enjoy what they are doing. I like winning and just being on a team won’t make you win. This fact makes me want to be a rower because as a rower the harder you work, the better you’ll get. As a coxswain, your success is so vulnerable, it has so many people and things that it depends on that are out of your control and it sucks. I want to just be able to work out work hard and get better. Grr..

P.S. I love living by myself. I love not having to wonder if someone is home when I come home. Not having to tell someone how my day went. Being able to be naked whenever I want to. I love it.