So as I was in bed last night, I thought "hmmmm, What's the first story I am gonna tell!" I realised my online dating life went way, way back. I am gonna tell you how I became exposed to this "scene" and what happened to said relationship!
Now the story itself is kinda boring. It is a normal love story. The substance to this story though is gonna lay the ground work to my thinking and how I feel about love. My family, may or may not be shocked by the story (simply because I have never been fully honest about this story.) with online dating there is the definite humility one must over come to become a dating ninja!
I want you to hop in my time machine to when my hair was probably fire engine red. My cd player was playing coal chamber, fear factory and system of a down. My bedroom was in the loft space of my mom's house. My favourite shirt at the time was a red "NPA" (national pimp association) shirt with a silhouetted figure of a naked woman in an "NBA" logo. The year? 1999. I was 16/17 in that year.
I had got out of an awkward relationship, with a girl I went to high school with. She made my high school life completely unbearable. My best friend Sherree (this is her real name, I am in all honesty probably gonna talk about Sherree a lot in these stories) had asked me to go online and do some tests on a classic and amazing website spark.com. In the list of tests was the love test! Now if you filled out the love test it gave you mystical powers... Well not exactly. It set up an account, then others who took the test could contact you. Sherree being my best friend knew my login for everything! She logged into this account that I was never gonna touch and she posted a pic of me on it. She then got me to log in a month later and see what she had done. In all recollection I was pissed. I didn't want my picture on a dating site. I was 16! Back then teens were meeting people off far worse mediums (MIRC, ICQ, even stooping to creeping random MSN profiles!) Once my initial shock was done I realised my inbox was filled with over a thousand messages. All from girls around the world telling me "you're hot" and that was it. I picked a random one after getting pissed about them not really wanting to talk and blasted them! Her name, I will call her "pixie". I caps the message and continued to teach her how to start a conversation.
A few weeks went by and I didn't hear from pixie again! I messages her and apologised for my outburst and explained why I freaked out. She messages me back! She was a girl from Vernon BC. Conveniently I had already decided I was going to go to college in Vancouver. This started us talking. We didn't stop talking! I spent the next year writing to her through snail mail once a week and having phone conversations with her. By the time I graduated high school I was in love with her. We had never met and I had a cache of photos from her, and vice versa that were sent through snail mail. In August of 2001 I hopped on the train and moved to Vancouver for school. She picked me up from the train station and I spent the next 2 weeks in Vernon! Myself and pixie were completely in love!
There is really nothing to tell about the relationship as I said. It was what it was and it couldn't have been anymore perfect for me at the time. We always laughed and eventually we moved in together and by the time I was 19 we were engaged (this fact left out of the narrative with my family) eventually after 2 years, we both decided it was time for me to come home. I was home sick and I was jobless! She didn't want to come with me because her family was there. We broke up and that was the end of it! She is married now with 2 kids and is completely happy. I am single and can't find a keeper. So there is the story boring as it is, but none the less there you have it!
Now for those of you reading I want to know what sort of blog you want this to be! I got a shit-ton of stories and I am gonna share them all, but I want you captivated aswell! I am not gonna share every day (I will run out of stories quickly) Together let's make a structure (I was thinking Wednesday is hump day, let's have a hump story!) things of this nature! Please comment and let me know what u think!
My disclaimer... I never went to college to be a linguist, nor do I suspect or have grandeur or illusions that I know how to use my mother tongue of english. I am currently blogging from my iPhone so I assume most if not all spelling mistakes will be corrected. But I'll be fucked too know how to put a proper grammatically correct sentence together! Cheers!
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