New Title

Well, I have modified the title of my blog. Instead of "Various Musings and Commentary by Aaron," the title is now quite obviously "Somewhat Relevant Musings and Commentary by Aaron." I just didn't like the way the word "various" sounded with the other words in the title. And since it's my blog, I changed it. Right now I'm watching "City of Angels," with Meg Ryan. And of course, it's getting me into a sort of emotional pseudo-romantic mode. Even though she dies in the end, which sucks. I don't know, if you look at the post I just put up recently, you'll notice I talked a bit about an individual I'm somewhat interested in by the name of Kathleen. A girl I have never spoken more than probably 5 words in a row to. Someone I know absolutely nothing about, save she's female, plays the oboe, and seems predisposed to wear her hair in a ponytail, since she always has one. So why do I keep thinking about her? What is it about the female gender that allows them to have such an insatiable hold on men, even if they have no idea about who the guy is? I mean, whenever I see her out walking around, I want to run up to her and talk. What I need to do is to actually start walking the walk. But that's beside the point right now. The point is, this woman like, has some sort of grip over me. I've had a lot of these little fling things here at Luther, with Kathleen, and the trombone Star Wars girl, and a couple others. But to be honest with myself, I think oboe girl is at the top of my list right now. Man, that sounds chauvinistic. I think Will Smith put it best in Hitch, what can a guy do to come up to a girl and actually be genuinely interested in who she is and what she does? That is a difficult question. I want to do something to make her take notice, to make her see me. Tonight I had a discussion with a girl about being shy, and how I really wasn't that shy in high school, because I always had someone to fall back on for support. This doesn't have much to do with this, but it sort of does, so you know. But here in college, I really didn't feel as if I had anyone to fall back on, thus explaining some of my social woes from last year. Just, with Kathleen, will I be strong enough to talk to her, to share experiences with her, to show her that I am a good hearted individual? That's a question that could potentially be difficult to answer. I suppose it is presumptuous to just assume I can go facilitate a friendship out of thin air like that. I don't want to be presumptuous. But, I do want to hope. Hope is something I don't think enough people have enough of, if that makes sense. I guess I'm trying to "pseudo-woo" her. I'm not trying to woo her proper, like in terms of an immediate relationship. But I'm for surely trying to woo her as a friend. It's too bad my romantic life can't be as exciting as "You've Got Mail." If you don't know, I love that movie. Behind all the Star Wars films, it's probably my favorite movie. Although, I bet when I do meet "the one," I can look back and see a story just as interesting. You know, not to sound like I'm being pompous, but it seems that a lot of girls are like, smiling at me and such when I walk around. I don't know if I trimmed down, or if my farmers tan is that attractive, or whatever. It's interesting though. Anyways, I hope everyone has a good night, and wish me luck as I attempt to battle my shyness and pseudo-woo the oboist.