Thursday, 18 February 2010

  • So I Didn't Remain Single Until 23...



    Some of you might remember my rather anti-relationship post called "Why I Choose To Remain Single" where I mentioned that I was almost 23, had never been in a relationship, and didn't really care to be. I listed some reasons, and reflecting upon that, all I have to say is I didn't realize just how plain ridiculous (and rather selfish) those reasons sounded.

    When I got up here to Pocatello just a month before, I had no idea that love was waiting for me here. I had one thing on my mind...and that was how in about 6 years time I would have the title "Doctor" in front of my name (as in PhD, not MD). However, as I was sitting in my apartment complex's piano room last Friday night, tapping on the keys of a baby grand and singing along with it, quite to my surprise I was asked on a date by a rather cute young lady that had stumbled across me while I was playing. As they say, the rest is history.

    Having had nothing to do that night (and needing a break from the monstrous Math 506 take-home exam I was working on), I agreed, and saw no harm in doing so, even though at the time I didn't see anything more than something to do that night. What came of it, however, surprised me.

    As we were sitting at the local microbrewery having some Midnight Satin Stout and some casual chit-chat, we got to really know each other, and as we did, I pretty much knew I was sunk. She's everything I would have ever asked for: smart, geeky (she's a third-year undergrad science major), atheist, a total beer snob, and someone who doesn't mind my House-like personality.

    As Sunday was Valentines Day, and the first date was a lot of fun, we agreed to a second, though it wasn't exactly a date. I decided to show off my cooking skills and cooked her a candlelight dinner. Nobody had done that for her, and between that, and me singing for her that evening, I stole her heart, just like she had stolen mine the night before.

    What's the moral of the story? Just because you aren't looking for love, doesn't mean love won't come looking for you. Here I was, destined to be single for life (or so I thought), and along comes someone who's willing to deal with my rather abrasive personality (at times), my rather strange fashion sense, and who shares a lot of common interests and hobbies with me. I might not believe in soulmates, but three days into the relationship, I'm happier than I've ever been before, and she gives me the drive I need to continue on with my graduate studies (for anyone who's in or has been through grad school, you know just how demanding and rigorous the coursework is).

    I guess we all have to eat our words at times.

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