3 Monologues

Alexandria:
Sooo....I sorta have this missionary that I'm waiting for. Yeah...*giggles* But anyway! The day before he left, I went over to his house to say goodbye and we were hugging and crying and I kissed him and stuff and I got back in my car, ready to leave...and I backed into his mailbox. His mailbox is brick, and I knocked it over...yeeeeaaahh. Didn't scratch the car, but I knocked over the mailbox, and he made me stay there until his parents got home! They were really mad. So...I didn't exactly get to say goodbye to him in the most romantic way, but at least I got to spend more time with him....

Isabella:
So me and my family were like...crossing the street, and I was the last one in line. Right as I was in the middle of the crosswalk, I dropped my purse. So I went back to get it, and I like...fell on my butt! I don't even know how I did, like...I was rolling on the ground and my hair was in my face and like...traffic was backed up and it was really embarrassing, but luckily nobody in my family saw.

Kristen:
So my old roommates little brother got back from his mission in August, and it was October...Yeah, he was fresh off. He asked out my roommate, but she was too busy, so she told him to ask me out. I thought, sure, why not? Because who doesn't want a free dinner? So we started texting back and forth and he said that he wanted to take me to a Hale Center Theater show, no biggie. So he lived in Murray, I lived in Provo, and the theater was in Salt Lake...so he drove all the way down, picked me up, and drove all the way back up to Salt Lake. The drive was like and hour and a half, and we got there a little late, but it was good. The show was great, and then we hit intermission.

At intermission, he wanted to take one of those pictures with me. You know? The kind where you hold the camera yourself and his arm was around me...and it was kinda weird, but I was like...whatever. So the second act starts, and I was getting that "he's going to touch me" vibe, so I was gripping the program in my hands for dear life, and I'm like, "don't touch me! Don't touch me! Don't touch me!!" and he still reaches over, takes my hand away from the program, and holds it.  now, I'm thinking to myself, "We've still got the rest of the play, dinner, and the drive home. Uh-uh". So I leaned over and said to him, "thanks, but that's a little too fast for me" and he was like, "Oh! Sorry!" and he let. Go.

So then dinner. For some reason, seeing the show 9 to 5 makes me go back into my southern accent...so I had a southern accent during dinner which made me look like this dumb blond bimbo. So that was...cool. To make matters worse, the waiter was flirting with me and  this kid kept pointing at things with his lips.

...Let me explain that. On his mission, a social custom was to point at things with your lips, so during the whole dinner, he's pointing at things with his lips like...*demonstrates* and it was so...eugh! It was just weird.

So finally he drives me home, and he asked for a second date. We went to the freshman dance here on campus where I made a great effort at giving off bad vibes. It must have worked because that was the last date I ever went on with him.