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Posted: Sat Feb 20, 2010 1:18 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 1:59 am
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Oh your topic made me thirsty.
I met this guy at an outdoor experience summer school. He seemed nice enough. Except then he started trying to hold my hand, without asking if I was okay with that. I was NOT. I kicked him. Apparently he thought that was supposed to be flirtatious, and I hadn't meant it to hurt. News flash, I kicked you hard because I don't want you to hold my hand under the table during summer school! He asked me out after summer school the next day. I told him he seemed like a very nice guy, but I was already interested in someone else. I hoped that would be the end of it. Except then he turned into a creepy loser. Our class had our backpacking trip the very next weekend. The whole time he kept demanding to know who I liked. I didn't see why it was any of his business, so I kept my mouth shut. Then, he asked me to give him a back rub because his shoulders were sore. I said no way. He kept trying to convince me that it wasn't sexual, they used to do it all the time in marching band. Not wanting to outright tell him, "I don't want to touch you," I tried to distract him by telling him who I liked. I was gambling that he would have never heard of him, since he didn't go to the same school. No such luck. They actually did know each other, so the rest of the summer I had to deal with him offering to set me up. In addition, he kept making advances and writing them off as jokes. Do you want to make out?... just kidding.... so do you? I couldn't decide if it was creepy or just plain pathetic. And to make things worse, he found the time to ask out two other girls in our class, probably doing the exact same things to them!
Man, it was nice to tell that story. I just could not believe the first guy to ask me out had to be such a jerk!
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 10:13 am
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 12:19 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 5:13 pm
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*sigh* Gotta love those weirdos... xD
I knew my one and only boyfriend for a year or so before he asked me out. He was always cheery, but he kinda seemed like he needed attention, like an ignored puppy. I never actually liked him that much, but apparently he liked me. I found out when he got a bunch of his friends together and they found me and took me out into the field at school (luckily right near the door) saying such things as "the power of christ compells you!" and "step into the light, my child." This was odd, but I thought nothing of it: most of my friends have always been strange and his were even weirder. It was kinda funny so I was like "meh.. whatever. Let's see what they want." Then he got all freaked out and was all trembly and asked me to be his girlfriend. Let me remind you that I was 14, was not looking for a boyfriend, but liked this guy as a friend and didn't want to hurt his feelings. I said "maybe" and quickly escaped through the nearby open door, leaving him with his friends, all of whom were yelling at me to "repent, sinner!" .....Do I look like the devil to them? Hell, I'm not even religious and neither are any of them, as far as I know. *rolls eyes* Anyway, all was well for a couple weeks until the school band went on the famous and exciting "Whistler Trip." Everyone was looking forward to a week in a nice hotel and playing in what could be the highlight of our young music careers. Anyway, he bought me a necklace and bracelet set and came to my hotel room where I was staying with the three girls in my group and asked me again. This time, being the romantic tard I was (and am) I agreed.
As soon as we started going out, he started to bug me. We went on 2 dates, I think... O.o All he would do was talk about trucks, cars, boats, and the volunteer fire department. Even when I'd try to nudge the subject elsewhere. He really did have a one-track mind. So I broke up with him. Within a month I find out he's been spreading stories about what a b***h I am and he has a new girlfriend within two. Since then he's had about 10 girlfriends (some of them more than once) and I'm really glad I got out of the drama cess-pool while I could - almost all his relationships have ended badly.
Gah.... I can't wait for a decent guy to come along.
@Kaiyle Brightblade: Yikes... I'd hate to meet that guy...He sounds like a privacy violation personified. Maybe he needed a few bitchslaps to cool him off. xD
@ The Immortal Squid: You go girl! Give that jerk the what for! xD
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 8:41 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 8:50 am
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Posted: Thu Feb 25, 2010 3:55 pm
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I appoint *you* Secretary of Cheese, and
Goodness, I do have a story...or two...or three...or...well, I eventually lost count. The worst one is the one guy I ended up with, his name was Hank. And he pretty much matches that name. He was just a friend and we were hanging out a lot and then my mom started telling everyone we were together so he just went along with it and out of pity, I did too. He was overly-affectionate, he'd only come over at night after my mom went to work, and he was just plain creepy, He always talked about himself and was very, VERY clingy. Then he was hanging out with one of his friends one night, did a bunch of crack down at the beach (totally nasty), then him and his friend came over and bugged the hell out of me to watch the Spongebob movie my sister got. (I didn't mind his friend, he was a friend of mine, too) but Hank just HAD to go. He told me he loved me one night and I stood up and said "I don't love you...", then just walked away. The best part? His mother came over the next day and congratulated me, telling me he was kind of a loser and that I was better off without him xD Coolest ex-boyfriend's mom I've EVER met.
(btw, his real name was Harrison...I never got why people called him Hank...)
*you* Keeper of the Lint.
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Posted: Thu Feb 25, 2010 4:14 pm
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Darkfire.Equine *sigh* Gotta love those weirdos... xD
I knew my one and only boyfriend for a year or so before he asked me out. He was always cheery, but he kinda seemed like he needed attention, like an ignored puppy. I never actually liked him that much, but apparently he liked me. I found out when he got a bunch of his friends together and they found me and took me out into the field at school (luckily right near the door) saying such things as "the power of christ compells you!" and "step into the light, my child." This was odd, but I thought nothing of it: most of my friends have always been strange and his were even weirder. It was kinda funny so I was like "meh.. whatever. Let's see what they want." Then he got all freaked out and was all trembly and asked me to be his girlfriend. Let me remind you that I was 14, was not looking for a boyfriend, but liked this guy as a friend and didn't want to hurt his feelings. I said "maybe" and quickly escaped through the nearby open door, leaving him with his friends, all of whom were yelling at me to "repent, sinner!" .....Do I look like the devil to them? Hell, I'm not even religious and neither are any of them, as far as I know. *rolls eyes* Anyway, all was well for a couple weeks until the school band went on the famous and exciting "Whistler Trip." Everyone was looking forward to a week in a nice hotel and playing in what could be the highlight of our young music careers. Anyway, he bought me a necklace and bracelet set and came to my hotel room where I was staying with the three girls in my group and asked me again. This time, being the romantic tard I was (and am) I agreed.
As soon as we started going out, he started to bug me. We went on 2 dates, I think... O.o All he would do was talk about trucks, cars, boats, and the volunteer fire department. Even when I'd try to nudge the subject elsewhere. He really did have a one-track mind. So I broke up with him. Within a month I find out he's been spreading stories about what a b***h I am and he has a new girlfriend within two. Since then he's had about 10 girlfriends (some of them more than once) and I'm really glad I got out of the drama cess-pool while I could - almost all his relationships have ended badly.
Gah.... I can't wait for a decent guy to come along.
@Kaiyle Brightblade: Yikes... I'd hate to meet that guy...He sounds like a privacy violation personified. Maybe he needed a few bitchslaps to cool him off. xD
@ The Immortal Squid: You go girl! Give that jerk the what for! xD
Man thats a bummer. Nice girls like you who are just trying not to hurt anyone's feelings seem to get the worst of it sad
Yeah I heard some disturbing rumors about that guy later. I had thought he was just pathetic and didn't know about boundaries, but apparently it was a lot worse than that. Its really creepy to think that I had been alone with him *shivers*
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