Jan 30, 2014

once there was a guy that called me a moneyball girl. and for a short time i was his moneyball girl. it was as simple as things not working out. timing, spacing, where we were at in our lives. it just didn't work, but i still dove into it head first. because thats what i wanted to do. because you don't give up on someone that calls you a moneyball.
have you ever seen moneyball? its about a baseball team that decided to look at the game a new way and realized that home runs and batting average weren't what got you wins. it was walks and punts - things that don't look as good as the rest, so certain players were left overlooked. and those players were called moneyballs.
he told me that they were the kinds of girls that didn't really get asked on dates as much. they were overlooked for their prettier and more catchy friends. but they were the ones that were passionate about things. they goals and they worked on them. they were spiritual. they had a good family and cared about others.
"you're a moneyball girl. i don't want you to take that the wrong way either. you might not go on dates, but i think that's a shame. because if guys really took a minute to look, they'd realize it all. you're the kind of girl they want to marry. you're the kind of girl they all want to have. and its incredibly unfortunate that none of them have realized that about you yet."

and that was all i needed to ever hear to go forward. it made all the difference. he brain was full of science and practicality that opposed my emotion run creativity, but he understood my mind and that was what i needed.

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