Maybe I should pick on somebody my own age...

I seem to be attracted to the "older guys". It all started in 8th grade. Once upon a time, a new family moved into the ward, and the son-who happened to be 5 years older than me-was the hunkiest hunk in hunkville! You should've seen him. It was one-sided infatuation at first sight. If you were to dig up some boxes from the storage room, you'd find fancy signatures of my first name next to his last name, and sketches of wedding dress ideas in all of my junior high notebooks. The crush lasted a pretty long time... before, during, and after his mission... until one day he was engaged to a girl who is older than him.

For a few years I was normal and had crushes on the guys in my own grade.

And then I returned to my old ways. I was 18 years old, and moved to my very first apartment. Within the first month, I was snatched up by a dashing 26 year old man. Ever since then, I think I typically justify, "Oh, you're 27? 28? 29? That's not that old." and it isn't. But maybe it is for me. I'm just 20. I'm a little girl! I've broken up *too many times because of the whole "different stages in life" thing. And yet, I keep falling for these serious, older guys who are so good, mature, and really attractive but they don't seem to even slightly appreciate me and my silliness. A wise philosopher once sang, "Girls just want to have fun."


Does anyone know a great 22 year old to set me up with?

*even twice is twice too many times.