1st Days of School

I say the 1st days of school because technically I have new classes on Monday and Tuesday. So the first awkward moment happened in my first class. English.  I originally signed up for an English class called "writing about King Arthur". Now life would have been great if the class had actually stayed about King Arthur. However life is not great so it is now called "writing about popular music" fun.... So I ordered the books. One is about this guy that hates Celine Dion. Now anyone that knows me very well knows that I love Celine Dion. Not sure why I do, but I have since I was oh 8. I even have tickets for her concert in Vegas in January. So now lets begin with the awkward moment. There I was sitting in class before it started discussing the books with my roommate and two rather cute boys. The two boys both were like I can't believe we have to read about Celine Dion, and then one was like hey at least its about how the guys hates her so it might be good. I just sat there silently. Then the class begins and the professor begins to talk about the books and he says who likes Celine Dion. Now I'm not ashamed of my obsession so I raised my hand. (luckily so did a couple other girls). So there I was with my hand raised in front of quite a few cute boys. Not the worst thing that could have happened today, but still awkward... Guess I'll just have to go find some other cute boys!
So as for the second awkward moment, that happened today. I wasn't in class, In fact I had gone to work. So I decided I would take a break and go to the restroom. I walked in and a girl was in there, no big deal, Right? Wrong. I had almost walked past her when she flipped around and said "you're in my ward!" -Okay so let me describe my ward. There is the off campus complex I'm in along with a few other off campus houses. Then we have an on campus building called Eccles C. Now Eccles C is 98% Girls.-  Now back to the bathroom. So here I am  cornered in the bathroom by this girl that I honestly have never seen in my life and if I have, I have no recollection of her. She says again, "yeah you are in my ward!" So I'm quickly like "sure....?  I'm sorry I honestly don't remember you." Luckily she was cool about it and said she recognized me because I taught the lesson in relief society on Sunday. But then began the awkward where do you live? whats your name? okay I guess I will see you at church! and out she went. The sad part is that I honestly don't remember her name and this only happened 6 hours ago. Oh well I'm sure it will bring more awkward moments!

Good News!

Good news, peeps! Annlie and Megan are in on the blogging of awkward frenzy! Now, I know, it isn't quite a frenzy yet. But it will be. Just wait.

The new and improved staff (yes, I am indeed calling it a staff - it makes it sound so much more professional and exciting) of Because Life is Awkward:

Anna - Yours truly! I'm at Weber (Go Wildcats! Just kidding. No one says that) and working at Gold's Gym Daycare (but that's not going to last, I've had just about enough of that dead end job). I live at home. Yay for that. But hey, it's cheap. 

Bree - Bree will be down in Provo (Go BYU! People really do say that) and working in a dentist's office (possibly? I'm not super well informed, so if I'm lying, I am really really sorry). 

Megan - Also at BYU (Go Cougs! I felt like Megan also needed a little "go team" thing thrown in there). And she will be working at the Office Depot in Orem.

Annlie - Annlie is way down south in Cedar City at SUU (Go Thunderbirds!). Which makes visiting a bit difficult, because it's clear down in almost freaking Mexico. Not really. But it may as well be for as often as I feel like taking a quick four hour drive. Sorry Annlie. My bad. She is working somewhere on campus? She's told me where, but I forget. The admissions office, perhaps?

So you see, we've got some good things going here. Look at all those different, potentially hilarious situations! We've got the living at home angle versus the out of home angle, we all have very different jobs just waiting for awkward to happen - this is good. This is going to be really good, peeps.

And now, for your story. And just to be mentioned in passing, the good news spoken of in the title of this post was referring to the addition of Annlie and Megan. Not the story. Because awkward, while entertaining, isn't good news. Ever.

This story is entitled: Get To Know You Games

I just hate those. Don't you? I hate get to know you games. They're so dumb. And I'm verging on anti-social anyways, so forced socialization is never good. I mean, really. If I want to talk to someone, I will. And I don't often want to talk to people I don't already know, so this usually isn't an issue anyways. I know, I know. I sound like a cave troll. I'm sorry. Socializing isn't my thing (but Bree and Annlie and Megan are good little socializers, so the blog will not suffer because of it - we got this all figured out). Sorry. Back to the get to know you games.

Today, after church, we had a Relief Society activity. Which was a little odd, because it was literally right after church in the cultural hall. But whatever. They gave us ice cream, so I can deal. However, I soon discovered they'll only lured us in with ice cream in order to force us to participate in some get to know you game. The worst one ever invented. We've all played this game before, I guarantee it. It's the one where they pass out a list or bingo board with different things written on it like, "has never broken an arm" or "has lived outside of the country". Then you wander around and ask strangers to sign your list next to things they've done. 

It's really stupid because, for one, I don't feel like it's helping me to actually get to know anyone. I'm just trying to get my whole list filled out. I don't spend time being like, "Wow, so you like the color purple? That's really great. My favorite colors are yellow and pink." That is not how it goes down. It's more like, "Do you wanna sign this? scribble scribble Thanks." Lame. 

And for another thing, well, I don't know. I just hate this game. It's so dumb! I used to dread the first week of school for this very reason. I swear, 75% of my classes in high school and junior high started with this game. That's one of the things I love very best about college. No more stupid pretenses about getting to know each other and being friends (unless your social, in which case you can make oodles of friends, I'm sure). I can go, listen to lecture, take my notes, and get out of there relatively unscathed without talking to another solitary soul. It is the best.

So I guess this isn't so much an awkward story as a monologue on the stupidness of awkward get to know games. But you know what? It works.

The Creation

Life is awkward, and that's a fact. And so, in the name of awkward, Bree and I have created this blog. A place for awkward stories to be shared, in all their awkward glory. I think we can all agree that awkward isn't very fun at the time, but looking back, it's quite humorous. That's why this blog has come to be. Awkward happens, and honestly, you might as well share the hilarity of it. Am I right?

Now, allow me to share the story that sparked the blog. We shall call it, The Creation (because it sparked the creation of blog - see how that works?).

This story starts with a singles ward. Just as so many awkward stories do. I don't know about the rest of you, but to be quite honest, I think singles wards are just awkward in a can. And should be avoided, if at all possible. However, I am single. Hence, the singles ward. So tonight the singles ward activity consisted of a trip to the open house of the Brigham City Temple. Cool, right? Right. It was indeed very cool. The awkward didn't begin until after the open house. Just as Bree and I were about to board the bus back to the parking lot where our ride was parked, we were ambushed by Home Teacher #1 (we won't use names, just to avoid the extra-awkwardness of someone accidentally finding this blog and realizing we wrote about them). Home Teacher #1 is one of my home teachers. Really really nice kid, but he's weird. After the ambush, he asks Bree and I to join him, Home Teacher #2 (Bree's home teacher) and HT2's girlfriend for shakes. Just as the words, "Gee, I'd really like to but I can't, I need to hurry and get home," were prepared to escape my lips, I hear Bree say, "Sure, we'd love to!" Oh. Crap. You can practically smell the awkward that tonight is going to be.

We get onto the bus, and HT1 takes a seat right across from us. So we can talk. Goody. He asks us how we liked the temple (it was really really pretty), what our favorite part was (the Celestial room), and the usual chit chat. When Bree and I are left with a minute to ourselves, we immediately look for a way out of this one. Not that we don't love the idea of spending the night with a very coupley couple and a strange boy, but .... Well, we really don't love the idea of spending the night with a very coupley couple and strange boy. We get a plan in place, but we're hoping HT1 will just let it drop. He doesn't. As we exit the bus, he tells us we'll meet at the church parking lot when we get home. We agree (reluctantly) and head to our car. The whole ride home is spent plotting out escape. As soon as the car pulls into the church parking lot, Bree and I practically jump out, thank the girl for the ride, and run (yeah, we literally ran) to Bree's car.

This is our plan: I'm going to keep my phone off. That way, I can't read any texts and I can't get any calls. And since we never established a place to get the shakes, well, I guess we're just out of luck! Ah darn. If HT1 asks about it, I tell him I forgot to turn my phone back on after the temple, totally spaced the shakes, so sorry, blah blah blah. All a very good plan. Until I start feeling a wee bit guilty and turn on my phone. And see I have two missed calls. And listen to the voice mail. Curse this conscience of mine. And now I'm feeling really bad. After a while, Bree and I decide to just bite the bullet and go get shakes. I text HT1, and we leave to meet them at Burger Stop. By this time, we've been home from the temple a good hour.

When we get to Burger Stop, we sit in the car for a while, trying to decide if we really want to go in. We don't. But we're already here, and by golly, we're going in. However, we decide we'll just share a shake, and that way we can eat and get out of there twice as fast. We walk in, wave hello to the gang, and head over to the counter. Where a worker politely informs us they are now closed. The awkward level just went up. So we walk over, sit at a booth across from them, and watch them eat. Fun, yeah? We don't even talk to them that much, except to answer HT1's repeated questions about the temple (yes - still pretty, still like the Celestial room). And while we're sitting there, watching them eat, we can't help but notice how awkwardly coupley HT2 and his girlfriend are. They're sharing a shake, which isn't so bad in and of itself. However, they are also sharing a spoon. Which is bad. Honestly, that's just disgusting. For pity's sake, get two spoons! And I'm sitting here, wondering how we're going to get out of here. Before we had a food deadline - when the shake's gone, so are we. Now, we have nothing. We are stuck. Thankfully after about ten minutes the workers turn off the lights in the section where we're sitting, a not-so-subtle hint to get out of there. Bree and I are out and in her car pretty dang quick, because there was no way we were going to be fandangled into anything else that evening. We wave good-bye from the car and hit the road. Where we saw a guy on a unicycle. Which was just weird, in a totally unrelated way.

I guess the night could have been more awkward. It could have lasted longer than ten minutes. That would have been worse. But we made a few big mistakes that should be noted.

1. Bree said yes. I don't know what that was about. If she would've said no, or if I had started talking one second before her, this whole evening could've been avoided.

2. I turned my phone on. That led to the guilt. I should've left it off. I should've followed the plan. I am so weak.

3. We should've gone to get shakes on time, or not at all. The awkward be-there-for-ten-minutes things was just weird for everyone. And I don't think any of them were fooled. They all knew we were trying to get out of it, because they didn't even ask what took us so long. That didn't help things in the uncomfortable department.

All in all, it was an awkward night. Just awkward.