"The Trouble With Love Is"

It's the weekend... finally.
It's been one crazy week full of ups and downs anyway you look at it.
Monday was a great day. Best day of my week. (:
Tuesday...
I watched the newest episode of Glee and I was proud and outraged at the same time. No, I am not dissing on my favorite TV show... it was a great episode but it hit a little too close to home this time around. I've re fallen in love with Darren Criss (of A Very Potter Musical fame, who plays the cool and incredibly adorable Blaine on Glee)
For the first time in my life, I saw a love story that was unconventional, modern and leaves much to be hopeful for the rest of us. While I am very much straight, it was touching to see the gay community represented in mainstream society. . It was touching for many of those that I love and cherish as members of my second family (my close circle of friends) represented in such a beautiful, innocent and real way. I highly recommend watching the episode if you already don't watch Glee.
But for those of you who have seen it, you may be asking: How does this affect me?
Love.
It seems like everywhere I've gone this past week there's been romance involved. I've begun to think that maybe after two years I should just start considering dating seriously again and try being in a relationship but the truth is at best, all I am are damaged goods. It's been two years (quite literally to the day) that I haven't been in a relationship or dared to get close to it. I've felt like somewhat of an outsider, seeing my friends flirt and go on dates and flirt and interact with other people. Alot of people don't realize that something that basic can really make a big difference. Maybe because alot of the people I'm encountering also kind of give me crazy flashbacks of high school, and these aren't flashbacks I like.
But anyways, back to my point. Glee made me ecstatic by showing an unconventional relationship that reflects the changes of the times of modern society in a beautiful and true way.
My only complaint is "Damnit... That's one less person I can relate to." Everyone's pairing off! lol
The rest of the week was better. I got my first A in my History class, the most impossible thing in terms of that class. No one gets high grades in her class. EVER. So that pretty much made my week.
Then came Friday. Hockey day (:
For the first time I actually saw people I knew at the game because my college campus had a college night at the game. But even so, no one solid group I could just go up and hang out with for the rest of the night was there so I sat with the one person I could relate to and understand the most: my speech teacher.
He's no older than 35, is a pop culture geek like me and actually understands what I'm talking about (and loves Glee just as much as I do) He went by himself as well and we had a pretty good time talking and watching the game. (:
Then came the after skate. I was accompanied by Mark, the big man on campus who singlehandedly is probably the most vital person in the student body. He's been all over the US and has doen great things and is very involved on campus. He and I also share one thing in common. We're both single but please folks, don't get any ideas. He's gay.
And so I shared my experience of skating with a great friend. The beginning of ice skating, when they clean the ice, is always tough because you have no friction to fight against so there are always stumbles.In this case, I actually hit the ice. Hard.
But I got back up and kept going and I stayed up the rest of the night. I felt like I was flying and so I soared on the ice. When I got off the ice and to my cell phone, I saw that I not only had a missed call but a voicemail from David's dad. He called to let me know that Switchfoot was on Leno that night and he thought I should know. It was the nicest thing and a great close to the weekend. The next day, I caught up with my favorite band's performance and enjoyed my weekend. It comes down to a crazy week with a chill weekend but at the end of the day, let's face it. I'm single.