It’s been three weeks since I’ve been single. It’s not that I hate being single, but in a Mormon society like the one we live in it’s like having leprosy or something. To sum up , I’m 23 , student , active in church , friendly, but the most important thing SINGLE again… Yep I have a sticky note in my forehead that says “SINGLE”, and most likely to burn in hell If I don’t marry by my 25th birthday… (Maybe I’m just exaggerating)

The semester started like a month ago, and I saw all the happy couples walking around campus, eating at the new cafeteria, dancing at the 80’s night parties, and I thought to myself “I don’t really have to worry about it, my girlfriend is waiting for me in a city a few hours from here …. Waiting? Are you sure? Sooner or later I was going to find out that she was making out with some other dude … but she was too considerate, too kind, and too sweet to tell me I want to break up with you.

And so, I anxiously waited for every weekend to ride the shuttle and finally see my dear girlfriend. Everything seemed to be perfect. Six months together, I met her family, they loved me … Or so I thought. We had fun together, but over all those things, according to her we could talk about anything… really? Okay…

One of those weekends I decided to go see her … Everything seemed to be just fine … We laughed , we talked , we partied, we went to a basketball game. I even joined her in going to the beauty salon ( ok , maybe that was just TMI huh?) . Right before I was about to get in the bus to come back to Rexburg she said, “we need to talk” … I had this weird feeling in my stomach … oh no! Here it comes the part when she says … it’s not you it’s me … and yes … It happened.. She broke up with me … I mean what was the problem? Is it because I live so far away? Is it because I’m not rich or famous … At least, not yet (Just kidding) is it because I’m not “tall” and “buff” … She said.. You know I have needs, hugged me, put her scarf over her neck, walked away and suddenly I saw her car mixing with other cars.

So I was there standing in the middle off the street, I was confused and speechless, “hey we are ready to go” said the driver … I dragged myself to the bus and let my body fall in the seat… I don’t remember what I was thinking all those 5 long hours that took me to come back to Rexburg … all I remember is some couple making out right in the next seat…
So yeah I’m 23, Mormon, RM and single again… and now what? Dating? I guess I’m rusty .....