Starting Over

disclaimer: this is not a pity-seeking post.

last night i went and saw "the help" by myself because the two people i know here (besides my family) were both driving back from houston. it is a strange feeling moving somewhere and having to start completely over as far as a social life is concerned. i haven't had to do this since i moved to utah when i was three. and at that age, you can pretty much be friends with anyone who will share their toys with you. last friday night, i went to a dallas-area YSA activity in arlington and did not know a soul. just my cup of tea, let me tell you. i made small talk with some people with really deep and interesting questions like "what's your name?" and "where are you from?" awesome. (in retrospect i am glad i went, even though it was not the funnest night of my life.) i have no doubt that i will make friends eventually through church and work (yes! i have a job!). but knowing my personality it will definitely take some time. lucky for me i don't mind being by myself.