Putting Yourself Out There
The summer of 2016 was going to be a busy one for me. I had been home from Paraguay for nearly four months and during the interim period of waiting to get back into school had been working two jobs since January. The months leading up to that May had allowed me to rat hole the necessary cash to live away from home for the summer. I was excited to regain some of the independance I had felt while in Paraguay and was anxious about the possibilites to make new friends and have new experiences (I also hoped that such experiences would include some dating). One of my part time jobs was winding down, and I had elected to take two classes at UVU in its place at the suggestion of my parents. In early May I moved into my Provo appartment excited, and a bit nervous about my new adventure. Now, let me interject that my expectations for the experience of living with roommates in a college town were somewhat jaded by what I now attribute to the mainstream media...