Aaaw, that's an adorable story. I used to walk my rabbit on a lead at the park too she was called Sugar.
I met my current SO on my bus in middle school. He was cranky, still had long hair, & moody, but I liked him anyway. Never talked to me until I finally just gave him my number & told him to call me sometime. He didn't until about a month later, & I had switched schools, unfortunately. We got to talking and I said "Do you want to be my best friend?" and he said yes. We were close, impossibly, insanely close. I told him EVERYTHING. And I mean everything. We would stay up late, 1 or 2 in the morning, on the phone, just talking about each other. One night, I was particularly depressed, he said "I wish I could just...take you away from all of this." I never forgot that. Valentines Day of 2006: My then-boyfriend had dumped me, and I was packing for winter camp. My phone rang & of course, it was James(my SO), and I really thought he was going to make everything better. So I answered it and he shattered my heart into a million, trillion pieces when he said "I never want to talk to you again, Leah." & he didn't for a couple months, until I called him crying one day, because my parents had been exceptionally mean to me that day. He apologized(I still never forgave him for that) & agreed to meet me at the football game I was going to that night. It was the first time I'd seen him in a year, so I was excited. My then-boyfriend, Joe, was with me and so was the school sl_t. James got there, I started talking to him, and Joe went off with her, come to find out, they were making out behind the bleachers. I fell apart, and James was there to put me back together. September 22, 2007, I asked him to a bbq my parents were having, so he said yes. We hung out, and suddenly, he kissed me. And that was that. Sorry it was long,
I couldn't read further than this without going But sweet story either way. I met my girl in the latter months of 2007, through a mutual friend of ours. We were kinda-sorta casual friends for a few months, until I asked her if she had ever seen the movie Se7en one morning. She said no, so I invited her to my house to watch it. We became closer friends and I kept talking to her, and she was also the only person who could come with me to the annual fair. By the end of that night she was comfortable with resting her head on my chest, and we started dating two weeks later. I kissed her up at this little lake near my house for the first time. We are currently in a sort of limbo state, mostly broken up, but with a chance of getting back together. I don't know yet.
burned out, that is really sweet. It is nice when someone you feel comfortable like that, who you class as your best friend, ends up being your partner. Hope it all continues to go well for you both Dr Doctor, I agree with hidden. I hope that the two of you can work things out soon.
We were just having too many problems for the relationship to continue. It's a real shame since I do still like her, but it just would never work out the way it was going.
That is sometimes how it works Doc. I was reading my old copy of He is just not that into you. Which I think is a crock book. Anyways I meet my SO at an community theatre play. I was one of the cast members and he was filming it as his parents' friend was the director. After being on stage I was on a natural high/ aderaline and wanted to celebrate 6 months of grueling tap lessons and remembering lines. Since the only people I hung out with were underage I couldn't go drinking with them. As I was walking out to my car via the fire exit, I saw him sitting at a table looking through it. He was drunk (not a good sign lol) and I was thinking hmmm I'll ask him. I unaturally asked him out for a drink went to the pub and back to his. Took two years to offically become a couple. Not the most romantic thing I imagined for myself I used to read Mills & Boon books and imagined I was swept off my feet. LOL.
Maybe not romantic, but it's still a good story! I liked it. And you didn't like He's just not that into you? Man, I love that book...it's so fun to read.
Well that was also a summary of four years of begging him to date me, because I really thought he would be good for me. He insisted otherwise, yet here we are, perfectly happy & I'm not complaining!
Seoul Salt and Light Church, South Korea, 2006. I was the token white girl, he was the filipino overseas worker (illegal). We hung out a lot and I could tell (along with all the filipinos at the church) that he was into me. But I figured it was just because I was different, and that he couldn't possibly like me, I refused him three times. April 1, 2007 we became a couple, and kept the relationship a secret (as per usual in a Korean church) though all the filipinos knew about it. Everyone who knew about our relationship disapproved, and I could never really figure out why... It's a very comfortable love. I can tell him all my secrets, and that won't change his love for me. It doesn't make him think less of me. This is unusual, indeed. Now, if only we lived in the same hemisphere, it would all be gravy
I am truly amazed at you for being able to handle such a long distance relationship as well as you do. Joel will be starting a job pretty soon where he will spend 1-2 weeks at work in Texas, then come back for the next week or two to be with me. And I have no idea how I'm going to handle it. And that's just a couple weeks at a time.
I was the proverbial dedicated bachelor, usually dating two or more young women each week. If they became clingy, they were history. One evening, I was visiting my blind friend, David R. He didn't have much money and wanted to learn to play the guitar so I gave him free lessons. While teaching him Jose Feliciano's version of Light My Fire, someone knocked at the front door. In walked two girls, friends of David. One had long brown hair, voluptuous breasts and great legs. The other was kind of plain but super sweet with a smile that could melt steel. David introduced us and everyone agreed to meet again that weekend at David's for a BBQ. After the girls left, I forgot what I was doing until David slapped me across the arm and asked, "What's wrong? You got real quiet." I replied, "Sorry David. I was just thinking about that blond . . . " "Dean, I'm blind. I don't know which one is blond." "Oh yeah. Marty Sue, she's blond." I paused a moment. "I'll be married to her within a year." David broke into raucous laughter, calling me arrogant and asking what makes me think she even had any interest in me. I replied, "I'm not bragging, David. I'm scared to death!" We were engaged three months later and have been married for thirty-seven years this June.
I met Will four years ago in the eighth grade. I didn't even know who he was since I had just moved into the school district the previous year, but he was in my book group for English. My group, consisting of him and my best friend, quickly agreed that the book majorly sucked (it was the worst piece of literature I've ever read) and trudged through our essay on it. Later, he was assigned to peer edit my essay. On his revision sheet, in the "any extra comments" section, he wrote: This was a really great piece of writing. You are a very talented writer. And I'm not just saying that because I like you. We became best friends through high school, and we've now been dating for three months.
I know it isn't romantic but that how it worked out hee hee. It's better then saying you met someone via the internet (no offense to those that have). I agree HJNITY is a fun read. I love Nikki's problem with her Music director guy. Just think the advice is crock.
Thankies, I'm surprised myself. Though, we are both independent people (me, severely so), so that's one reason. The other is that we've built a lot of trust (and I'm normally not very trusting at all). It was really up to me to trust, actually. It was a leap of faith on my part (I also lack faith) but it's been worth it.
Ok, that's totally Harlequin material...something every girl(at least me) hopes happens too her Please tell me you're tall, dark and handsome too
LOL. Back then I had blond hair, heavily tanned surfer's body and was very "cut" from years in spec ops military training. She said she was attracted by my blue eyes, teaching a blind man to play guitar, and believe it or not, she was impressed that Dave's cat was curled up on my feet. She said his cat hated most people and she was (still is) a cat lover who trusts the instincts of those damned fur balls. Guess I was just lucky she fell for me like I did her.
I guess blond hair will have to do, I mean it's the body that counts right? lol...j/k.. lucky her and you!
Actually, I wasn't a tournament bass fisherman until many years later. I think the cat liked chewing on the leather straps of my sandals. Yuck! Neha - as far as Harlequin romance, I've never been the romantic type but I try to be thoughtful. June 3 was our 37th anniversary and we were both quite ill. Despite recovering from pneumonia, I slipped out of bed early, prepared breakfast in bed for her and gave her a vase full of fresh-cut daisies, carnations and roses in the same colors as in her wedding flowers. Now that my hair is gray, the six-pack long vanished and our discussions focus more on retirement plans than date nights, it's important to remind her why she married me. After all, she's still a hottie...I need to keep her happy, lest some younger man steal her away. LOL
*sighs* I'm your fan for life. It'd be great to have a grandfather like you...I'm clinging to that wish that had been alive mine would have been the same.
I'm glad Joel didn't base part of his first impression of me on how his cat reacted to me...the cat and I have a mutual hatred for each other.
Not his cat. He's a little b****. Every time I let my guard down, he attacks me with his devil claws. Or comes running out of a bedroom and bites me.
