So much for my self-imposed Christmas deadline! It’s a sign the stress teacher training has placed upon my life this year that it’s been so long.
In brief, I am still alive and on my course (just). There have been wobbles due to standards of my file and my behaviour management skills – rather, my inability to channel what I coin ‘Hitlerloguing’ (“You will listen to me because I am the teacher and that is what you do – do not question me!”) My second placement seemed to be nicer, but I am currently on the cusp of returning to my original placement so fun times could be around the corner.
My real rationale for writing this entry is, as ever, developments in the endless quest. I am still a paid member on Catholic Match – until recently, I only ever viewed and messaged people in the UK like me (which is, admittedly, a small pool). Recently, during my Easter break, I expanded the search to global. Realistically, this meant the USA was now included – encouragingly, there seem to be countless American women who consider themselves Catholic enough to sign up.
As you do on these damned websites, I messaged a handful of potential matches across the pond – to be honest, the messages were lacklustre as I expected nothing back. To my ultimate surprise, a young woman messaged me back and the longest and most in-depth conversation I’ve had across these platforms commenced. As always, this is absolute peaks and troughs – at the moment, I’m riding a small wave of euphoria – happy that a stranger separated by many, many miles has enough in common with me to keep talking so well. It has genuinely been exhilarating to speak to someone with similar interests. Negatively, it does highlight how irregularly this happens in my non-virtual world.
The only main negative, naturally, is the distance. We live in an age when couples happily resort to Skype and the like for long-distance communication. But that tends to follow once you’ve established a relationship. How does this work between people who have only ever met online? Presumably, the only way to add that much-needed human element would be to meet in real life… Something that does not seem likely in the near future. My only other gripe is the how/when about changing the nature of conversation from ‘friend’ to ‘more.’ I never have and doubt I ever will begin conversations with women along the lines of “hey babe, lookin’ fit.” However, as crude and neanderthalic as this may seem, it does successfully set the tone as above that of friend. I am successful at cementing the friend relationship, but unsure where you’re supposed to start complimenting and all that. Or is all that, once again, intrinsically linked to a physical meet-up?
Confusing times, as ever – by the next time I write – it will likely be summer and I’ll be working out my future direction and what is happening with my latest Catholic Match adventure.
‘Til the next time.