Theories of Insanity

25 | Poor Boys

25 | Poor Boys

Friday, January 12, 2018

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Insanity:

Saying that someone is "the one" after the first date. And being serious about it.

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            Friday night at a strictly religious college meant that parties were hardly ever a thing unless they were specifically sponsored by the college or the housing complex. So, Friday nights in apartment 1320 usually meant a movie and ice cream unless one of us was on a date.

            On this particular Friday, Madison was out on a date that had been set up by Paige, who seemed to be deadest on setting up everyone in the apartment after she and Sam had broken up over Christmas break. She was out with a guy named Nathan, who was one of the roommates of Paige's cousin Bryant. We took it as the perfect opportunity to watch a movie musical...since watching anything involving singing with Madison ended with me wanting to rip out my eardrums. She thought she was an incredible singer, when in all honesty she just knew how to sing loudly. (1)

            I know you're probably all wondering about Michael. He seemed so nice, right? Well I had pretty much decided that I wasn't going to pursue that anymore, and it was partly due to the fact that we had met on a dating app. I was a writer—I didn't want the story of how I met my significant other to be that stupid. It was also partly due to the fact that, despite the fact that we had made out a few times, there wasn't a ton of physical attraction there.

            But he didn't know that yet. We still had to have that conversation.

            Ashley put on The Last Five Years, one of her favorite musicals that I had yet to see. Paige was watching with us, while Bella and Samantha were out with some of Bella's friends.

            The movie started and Anna Kendrick started singing the opening song, tears streaming down her face as she looked out of the window with a blank stare. I could relate—I felt as though my love life were in the absolute pits, and there was really no one for me to blame that on but myself. I was unbelievably picky when it came to guys, and I couldn't really explain why. Even the prospect of going on a single date with someone I didn't at least find attractive was completely out of the question, which probably made me a complete and utter diva. (2)

            In other words, I felt like I pretty much deserved to feel like my love life was going absolutely nowhere. I wasn't doing anything to make it go anywhere else.

            "Are you gonna tell Michael you're not interested in dating him anymore?" Ashley asked me quietly as the song ended and it switched over to the sunny, happy world of Jeremy Jordan. (3) "Or have you already done it?"

            I shook my head.

            "I haven't done it yet. We've been Snapchatting a bunch, but he hasn't asked me out again...so maybe it'll just fade? Like, maybe he's not interested in going out with me anymore either."

            Ashley rolled her eyes.

            "Uh huh, sure."

            "What?"

            "Look at you, Morg." Ashley laughed, "Don't you think there's a reason that Ben pretty much stalked you after you tried to reject him? And a reason that his new girlfriend is literally you with brown hair?"