A Fresh Start
Well I'm back again after yet another long break from updating. As anyone can see from reading this thing, I suffer from a desperation and lonliness that is downright pathetic. I have crushes on guys that I can't and shouldn't date and I try to make hopeless situations into something functional. I desperately try to convey my feelings without looking like some kind of whore and yet I always come off looking bad. Over and over all everyone has seen is a desperate and miserable stalkerish young girl who just needs to start over, take a deep breath, and wait for God's timing. Well that is what I've been doing over the past few weeks, and out of the blue the most amazing thing has happened.
You see, there was a guy I would see at college who would be wearing a really cool band shirt, always a band that I was quite fond of, like Cradle of Filth or Dimmu Borgir. I would compliment him as I passed and that was that for a while, I had wanted to have a conversation with the guy, but he would always scurry on past after murmuring his thanks for my tshirt praise. On Monday I went and sat outside in my usual spot on campus and I saw that he was sitting nearby with a couple of his friends. Not wanting to intrude I stayed where I was but noted the awesome shirt that he was wearing. I sat there and talked to an old high school friend for a little while, and when he left I glanced over to my tshirt boy to see if he had left. He hadn't and he was glancing over at me at that same moment. He looked away and went back to what he was doing. I too returned to my business, I would simply compliment his shirt as he left, there was no need to be little miss desperate and alone you know.
Soon enough he gathers his things and starts to putter away. I looked up and smiled, ready to say "Another nice shirt today" or something to that affect, but before I could utter a syllable I realized that he was walking toward me! He smiled and introduced himself politely. His name is Brad. We talked for a few minutes and discovered that we have nearly identical taste in music and we really hit it off, so we swapped screen names and he puttered onward to his next class.
I was quite pleased that I had finally gotten to talk to my elusive tshirt boy, but little did I know how much more was in store for me when I got online and talked to him that night. We discovered more personal smilarities and chatted until 1 am. It was a glorious bonding time and he asked me out to dinner. I of course accepted the invitation, our likenesses were almost eerie and I knew that there would be plenty for us to chat about over a nice dinner.
Over the course of the week we have been hanging out together on campus and on our own time, watching movies, listening to music and chattering away. I haven't had this many glorious nights out in a very long time. Every day we are discovering more and more about how similar we really are. He is a gentleman and he is eager to take me away from my lonliness and usher me into his life. I've gotten to meet a lot of his friends, all of whom seem very knid and are very funny.
In a single week I have met a simply charming young man and a large group of his kind friends. At last I don't feel so alone and desperate. I feel as though I have known Brad for always and I feel safe with him and his buddies. It truly has been a phenomenal week for both Brad and myself as we are both quite smitten with one another already. I pray that God brought this man to my life as an answer to all of my most heartfelt prayers for love and companionship to offer and receive with someone special. Things have happened very quickly, the spark between us is so real and alive it is almost frigtening at times. When you really click that well I suppose it doesn't take a lot of time to plungne in and get to know one another and cherish every second in their presence. I praise God for this. Call me crazy, call me a slut, call me stupid and juvenile, I really don't mind. I think that I have learned a lot from my experiences and I look at this as a fresh start and am more than hopeful about the future. Cheers to you all!
P.S. Looseeyana Ben, you aren't online enough anymore man, call me!
You see, there was a guy I would see at college who would be wearing a really cool band shirt, always a band that I was quite fond of, like Cradle of Filth or Dimmu Borgir. I would compliment him as I passed and that was that for a while, I had wanted to have a conversation with the guy, but he would always scurry on past after murmuring his thanks for my tshirt praise. On Monday I went and sat outside in my usual spot on campus and I saw that he was sitting nearby with a couple of his friends. Not wanting to intrude I stayed where I was but noted the awesome shirt that he was wearing. I sat there and talked to an old high school friend for a little while, and when he left I glanced over to my tshirt boy to see if he had left. He hadn't and he was glancing over at me at that same moment. He looked away and went back to what he was doing. I too returned to my business, I would simply compliment his shirt as he left, there was no need to be little miss desperate and alone you know.
Soon enough he gathers his things and starts to putter away. I looked up and smiled, ready to say "Another nice shirt today" or something to that affect, but before I could utter a syllable I realized that he was walking toward me! He smiled and introduced himself politely. His name is Brad. We talked for a few minutes and discovered that we have nearly identical taste in music and we really hit it off, so we swapped screen names and he puttered onward to his next class.
I was quite pleased that I had finally gotten to talk to my elusive tshirt boy, but little did I know how much more was in store for me when I got online and talked to him that night. We discovered more personal smilarities and chatted until 1 am. It was a glorious bonding time and he asked me out to dinner. I of course accepted the invitation, our likenesses were almost eerie and I knew that there would be plenty for us to chat about over a nice dinner.
Over the course of the week we have been hanging out together on campus and on our own time, watching movies, listening to music and chattering away. I haven't had this many glorious nights out in a very long time. Every day we are discovering more and more about how similar we really are. He is a gentleman and he is eager to take me away from my lonliness and usher me into his life. I've gotten to meet a lot of his friends, all of whom seem very knid and are very funny.
In a single week I have met a simply charming young man and a large group of his kind friends. At last I don't feel so alone and desperate. I feel as though I have known Brad for always and I feel safe with him and his buddies. It truly has been a phenomenal week for both Brad and myself as we are both quite smitten with one another already. I pray that God brought this man to my life as an answer to all of my most heartfelt prayers for love and companionship to offer and receive with someone special. Things have happened very quickly, the spark between us is so real and alive it is almost frigtening at times. When you really click that well I suppose it doesn't take a lot of time to plungne in and get to know one another and cherish every second in their presence. I praise God for this. Call me crazy, call me a slut, call me stupid and juvenile, I really don't mind. I think that I have learned a lot from my experiences and I look at this as a fresh start and am more than hopeful about the future. Cheers to you all!
P.S. Looseeyana Ben, you aren't online enough anymore man, call me!