Love Stinks

Isn't it kind of ironic that the one thing in life that's supposed to make you happier than anything else (which would be finding your "one true love") is also the thing that makes you most depressed. Until your dreams come true and you get married and live happily ever after, of course. But really, the whole dating thing just sucks. I've been on ONE date since I moved to Utah almost a year ago (there was another evening with a young lady that you could argue was a date, but as it wasn't arranged on the premise of being a date, I don't count it). I know I could go on plenty of dates, but I have yet to meet a girl here that can keep my attention in a good way. I probably wouldn't even date most of the girls I dated back in high school anymore. I've grown up too much. It hasn't even been a whole year since I graduated, but I feel a decade older. Anyways, the point is that I'm extremely desirous of a girl I feel compatible with. I'm finally to the point again where I'm ready for a relationship. But a different one than any I've had before. I'm ready for a relationship where I have a genuine, intelligent connection with the person. I'm over the whole high school "Ur HaWt, Im HaWt, LeTs Mak OuT.zOmG.lUlZ" crap. I want a girl that will talk about anything and everything with me. One that will tell me she thinks my opinions are stupid when I disagree with her, instead of just smiling and agreeing with everything I say. I want a girl that doesn't demand that I call her every single night. I want a girl that doesn't have to be all up on me every time we're together. I want a girl with the right allocation. I want a girl with the right dividends. I want a girl with a mind like a diamond. I want a girl with a short skirt and a loooooong jacket.