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The Things I'll Do For a Boy, Pt. 1
Spend my Friday night freezing my butt off in a softball dugout, cheering on my ward in our church games.

{One thing I won't do for a boy, however, apparently includes actually playing in said games. Maybe next week.}
4 comments:
I don't get it--why do we torture ourselves for them? I have yet to meet a boy willing to do anything for me. I feel like we do it ALL the time, but the boys just do what they feel like! There are so many times I have regretted those moments spent wholly because "I wanted to make sure he knew I was interested." Maybe someday we'll learn it's not necessarily worth it? Or maybe someday it will pay off...
*and by anything, I mean willing torture himself for me...I don't know if that makes sense haha
you're not doing it for him...you are doing it for yourself. I don't know if that makes it better or worse...
It makes perfect sense Kayla! And I agree completely... and I tend to think that one day we will learn it's not worth it, and it's not the way things happen, but until that day... soldier on I suppose.
And Austin, I would say you're half right. But I said I "did it for him" because he invited me. He wanted me to be there, so even though I can't play softball to save my life, I went. Simply b/c he asked me to.
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