Gasp. Let's be together for ever!

once upon a february, I asked mommy if I could invite a boy to prom, and spent the next ten minutes or so saying that this ohio boy and I had been interweb dating for a couple of months now, and he just happened to have his spring break right a côte de that weekend.

It didn't take nearly as much convincing as I'd thought. Meanwhile, someone was talking to his parents about a similar trip. (actually, it might've taken a few days. We'd been talking about it for a while and I wanted him to approach his first, and he was too scared, so I just went out and did it to show him that it wasn't that bad xD)

so one friday night, after working for 10 hours to decorate, I went home, took a bath, sprayed on my nicest smelling stuff, put on the cutest dress I had, and waited for the two hour lay-over in atlanta, had mom drive me the hour to little rock during the two hour flight to little rock, and waited nervously in the terminal for the last flight at midnight thirty.

Finally, after a million people that were not wearing khaki pants and blue shirts (to match my blue dress), the LAST person was a curly hair, and we spotted one another, were drawn together by magnetic dipole forces, and had the awkwardest and best first kiss of our lives. ahahahahahahahaha sorry.

we experimented trying to figure out the best way for two people of the same height to hold hands (and promptly found the method we use to this day), and waited for the luggage to come around. Luckily since he was so slow getting off, we didn't have too long to wait for this. On the way home, we sat in the backseat, with me laying my head in his lap, and for a while we just stared at one another. Then some furtive kisses and we tried out the french fashion.

It was incredible to be held so closely by someone so dear finally.

We stayed up until about 3, just holding and kissing. He gave me a piggyback ride to my bedroom, and tucked me in and said "Sleep sweet, my princess" and I probably said some sappy thing back, and he went to sleep on the couch in the living room.

And that's how it started!

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Originally Posted by rubah

Finally, after a million people that were not wearing khaki pants and blue shirts (to match my blue dress), the LAST person was a curly hair, and we spotted one another, were drawn together by magnetic dipole forces, and had the awkwardest and best first kiss of our lives. ahahahahahahahaha sorry.

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It's really cute to look back on in retrospect!

I have no significant other, nor any first awkward meetings to speak of. Perhaps one day I will have an interesting (and likely embarrassing) story to share.

College. Same French class.

I was on a business trip in the Pleiades. She was a Fnyrx from Betelgeuse. We collided and helped each other to a small ship repair planet nearby. She sighed, "oh rantzien zhurpk my wyxrba". We made slimy alien smooches.

This thread is full of lies.

I used to be very cynical about internet dating, the idea of having a long term relationship with someone hundreds or thousands of miles away, and whom you've never met, seemed totally unfeasible to someone who lives five minutes from his girlfriend and sees her every other day.

Even though you're still very young, Celes, you've opened my eyes to how, if people care about each other enough, then distance becomes nothing but an irritant. I don't think I could do it but I'm really happy to see that for you at least it seems to be going really well so far.

I'e never 'dated' someone I met online so I'm going to promptly leave this thread now.

One of my ex's I met while I was at uni, I was busting out a Richie Sambora solo on the guitar and she wondered into my room to see who it was. We were together for 3 years after that.

So guitars really do get a girl. Imagine that.

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Originally Posted by Avarice-ness

That's adorable. xD

I think "I love you" 's are the ice breakers.

Bruce doesn't say "I love you too" though, because he says that by saying too at the end that it implies that there's like.. an ending threshold to love. So by saying too, it's like saying "I also love you as much as you love me" where as just I love you means that the love has no bounds, limits, or threshold. I love you basically has the never ending end that the first I love you has. If that makes any sense. xD

For like the first 2 days of him being here, I would say I love you too because I'm used to saying that to family and what not but after getting the love lecture I finally stopped. xD

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Well, it makes sense to me now that I think about it =]

The hardest part of the whole thing was saying "see you later" the next morning (we don't say goodbye because that implies that you won't see each other ever again..."see you later" means you WILL see each other again, and sometime soon, at that), because he kept crying and I was trying sooo hard not to so i could be strong for him...but when I got back to Chicago to get a connecting flight to Toledo to go home, I called my parents...and right when dad picked up the phone, I totally broke down and could not stop. When I talked to him the next morning (which was pretty much 2 hours after I got home at midnight), he admitted to me that when he got back to his car he sat there and just lost it. He cried like a baby.

When we were at the airport as I was getting ready for check in, he said "Kari..." I looked over at him and he opened his arms. "I just want to say 'see you later' before you go," so I walked over to him. Instantly he wrapped his arms around me tightly and I could feel his body shaking. I looked up and his lower lip was trembling.

"...I'm gonna miss you SOOO much, baby..." tears were falling and his voice was trembling. I grabbed him tight and kissed him many, many times.

"I promise you, I WILL be home again soon, okay? You'll be okay...we'll be okay...we just have to work hard to get me back, okay?" He nodded and I wiped his tears with my fingers. I smiled sadly and kissed his cheek, his forehead, his nose..

"I love you, baby..." "...I love you too *sniffle*" I hugged him tightly one last time and we went our separate ways. I turned around to say "see you later" one last time but he was gone...I have a feeling he knew he was going to break down so he just wanted to get out of there.

This'll be one heck of a story to tell our kids o.o

I'm still crying even today...I miss him so much =[

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i love yous are definitely ice breakers~ and omg crying after leaving is the worst thing ever. i cried so much :(

me and bert met in october in fool's gold chat. we were talking about whether weed was better than alcohol (guess what we said :p) and things just went from there. i used to lurk here a little bit when i knew some people from here and i always thought he was funny, so i was like amg bert's talking to me~ so i asked him for his myspace and we just talked on there a lot. and i asked him for his number eventually so we texted. and one night i was really intoxicated and i decided to call him and it was SO AWKWARD and when we hung up i was like "oh well i guess he never wants to talk to me again!" but we all know how that turned out ;p

anyways, we planned to meet around new years but that never happened, due to my parents flipping out. but in retrospect, it's much better that happened. we finally did meet in february. i was so nervous. i was driving to the airport (first time at that one) and i got lost. and stuck in traffic. so i was freaking out, and he was chilling at the place to meet me. when i got there an hour late, he hopped in and said "hey baby" and my first reaction was "who is this strange man and why is he calling me baby" and it took me a little to be like "yes, this is the person i've been talking to on the telephone for months now, this is him." it was so weird! so then when we got to my house, we cuddled on my bed for a bit and kissed and it was a lot less awkward after that.

he was supposed to leave three days later, but he missed his flight, so we had to reschedule for later (omg this was a huge fiasco.)

i was crying so hard after i left him at the airport, and then he calls me and tells me he missed his flight. so i go pick him up, and i get tohave him until 8pm that day! so we go and watch a movie, and then i have to say bye again. :( it was so sad. i cried so much, the entire week after i said bye was awful.

oh, and i edited out all the crazy stoner smoking parts for everyone.
:love:

and now we live together and all that happy stuff. :greenie:

Del Murder and I met in October of 2005. We spent the weekend doing typical date type things. We went to the movies, walked around and got ice cream, and sat and talked for hours. When he showed up at my apartment, I gave him a great big hug and didn't let go until he made me let go. It was the most surreal thing to touch him and hold him and have him stand right in front of me. I just wanted to keep on hugging as long as I could.

The biggest thing I remember about our first meeting was that I felt like I'd known him forever. Prior to meeting, I was SO nervous. But I felt completely at ease with him right from the get-go, which wasn't something I was anticipating. It felt very natural and our first meeting flowed so wonderfully. Being together was the easiest thing in the world.

Parting was no fun, but it actually wasn't so bad in the beginning, before we grew to love each other. But once that love hit us, separating was a kick in the butt. We see each other pretty regularly, once a month typically. I still look back at our first meeting as a magical time. During our Anniversary we try and recreate the stuff we did on our first few dates. On our second date, he took me to Disneyland and kissed me under the fireworks. Most magical moment, EVER. Seriously. The kind of soaring, wild butterflies in your tummy, almost gonna pass out from pure bliss, sort of magical moment. Just perfect. :)

Eventually after we went out on a few dates and spent some time together, we decided that we liked each other and took it to that boyfriend/girlfriend level. The rest is history. :greenie:

I'm thinking it will have something to do with me being juuuuuust pathetic enough to feel sorry for but not enough to drag you down with me. Right now, I'm waaay below that level.

This thread is making me sad.

I met my ex online. We talked a lot, especially when I went home for Christmas break. During then, I found out he had no plans for New Year's Eve so I invited him to come with me and my friends (coincidentally we lived in the same city). So we met the day before, December 30th, after I came back from my parents'. We met at the metro station near my apartment. We talked a little and it was kinda awkward. He came over and we watched Gankutsuou (yeah, we are total geeks) on my laptop in the living room. Eventually we started to cuddle a bit and there was awkward hand holding. That night I walked him to the bus stop and said an awkward goodbye. Then as I walked home, I texted him to say I had a good time (I forgot to say it). I then bother Faris telling her how mixed up I am, because I am trying to figure out what it all meant. Yay for self-caused drama!

The next day, we wait and wait for my friend to call me as to finalize our plans. Eventually, as he was about to head over to my place to wait, she calls and we meet up at my place and head over to her apartment. It was kinda awkward as he was quiet and shy around my friends, but he said he had fun. Then we headed out to the bar, we made a little detour to get food first. At midnight, he wished me "Happy New Years" (in Japanese actually, he picked up a bit from anime -__-;). At like 2am my friends were wasted and were heading for their place. He suggests we go back to my place. We do. We play Soul Calibur for a bit and it degrades into a tickle fight, which prompted us being physically close again. Then we finish watching Gankutsuou or at least watch more of it, I forget when we actually finished the series. Anyways, the point is during that he slowly was pushing my elbow so that my arm went under his shirt --we were already cuddling-- as his other hand slid down my pants. No need to go into more detail. Needless to say we decided to go into my bedroom. When we got there, it was so awkward. We did not know how to pick up from where we left off so we talked and talked for hour(s). I do not know how long anymore, eventually we were intimate physically again, without going all the way that it. After that we had our first kiss (I know, way to put the cart before the horse). By then it was morning and he left to go back home.

He was the first person to make me feel so comfortable with. I felt so much at ease with him. I regret nothing. I am still trying to get over him.

well I met Araciel and we dated
then I met PG and now we live together (plutonically)
(He said recently said that I was like the sister he never had. I feel the same; he is also like the sister I never had.)

I also met Frank and Mindflare,
but they left before I could kidnap them.

I wound up getting stood up by Shalyn at 3 AM on Valentine's Day because my super secret Valentine's Day card asked what I was doing at said time. The next day she sent me a usernote and we started chatting back and forth through those while I was at work. A few days went by and I worked up the balls to talk to her on AIM. We eventually started to progress further and further through the conversation mediums up to phone calls and texts. After talking for about a month, I told her that I loved her and she makes me the happiest man alive. A little over a month of us internet dating, I drove down to visit her. Made a terrible first impression on her family, but that was the least of my concerns that day. She threw me on the couch and kissed me to get me to stop talking about getting lost. We drove around, got food and ice cream, kissed a lot, and then I needed to get home. Came back a few weeks later for another visit, things got a little NC-17 then. A month or so after that, she moved to Erie with me over the summer after she graduated, and then we moved back down here.

She's stuck with me, but I'm a good boyfriend to the best of my knowledge. ^_^

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Originally Posted by Jowy

I wound up getting stood up by Shalyn at 3 AM on Valentine's Day because my super secret Valentine's Day card asked what I was doing at said time.

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It was just a cheesy pick-up line I used, who thought you'd ACTUALLY stay up 'till 3 AM?!