(Dedication to Holden's plight.) Remember your first love?

Why is this a separate thread?

 

And ROXRAN, I hope all of your guns are triggerlocked. That's a pretty depressing - and disturbing - story of love lost in an air terminal...

I'll help you keep your guns, but not if you've got a bunch of estranged b****es floating around the country who have a thing against that "Gun nut who loves the Rockets"....

You're on your own there.

 

i feel a little better thanks.

 

holden --


if it helps...i followed the "girl of my dreams" to baylor...had a room and my best friend as a roommate all lined up at UT...but i thought i would marry this girl....not long after we were broken up and she broke my heart....i went to baylor where, in the first semester i met a girl who i spent a lot of time with in a completely platonic relationship. we developed an amazing friendship...that woman is now my wife of 5 years and the amazing mother of my son....i thank God everyday for that first girl who tore me apart and broke my heart....otherwise i would never have gone to baylor and met my wife!

 

My first true love, aahhhhhhh
Beautiful, Italian, lovely, sexy...fickle

 

Guys aren't the only ones with relationship horror stories, you know.

1988 -- I was a high school senior and he was fellow student -- a dark and brooding loner of eastern Eauropean descent. He was my first love and all was well for several months. Once we started college together though, things began to fall apart. He left for Europe over summer break, promising to write. He never did.

When he finally returned home, he told me he never wanted to see me again. I was crushed. Like everyone in that situation I thought I would never love anyone else that much again. And, like everyone else, I found that I did love someone else again -- even more than I had him.

In 1992, I met Mr. JB. The lessons I learned in my first failed relationship helped me to build a solid foundation for my current one, which is now going on 10 years. I would have never believed it at the time, but I am now thankful for everything I went through because it got me to where I am today.

 

I think that everybody has these type of stories.

I was a freshman in high school and I was head over heals for this girl named Johnna. We were friends but the feeling was not mutual when it came to dating. She strung me along and treated me like ****. Finally I got tired of her crap and asked this girl named Laura out to a dance. We went to the dance and everything was cool. We continued to date and became bery exclusive and dated the rest of high school. Johnna became incredibly jealous of my new girl friend and passively got back at me. Stuff like date my best friend who was a dork. We were still very close though. At the end of our freshman year she moved away. It sucked but I got over it and Laura and I were doing great. Laura was such a great girl and we were really perfect together. She was fun, funny, sexy, and just about everything I could want.

Then our senior year came and guess who moved back. Yep, Johnna moved back and it was brand new again. I had been with Laura several years and I took her for granted. Johnna and I started to hang out again and it pissed Laura off. One day Laura and I were kinda arguing and I asked her to come over. She came over and when she drove up I motioned for her to park on the street instead of the driveway so that my stepmom could park when she got back. Instead of parking on the street she drove off. I didnt understand and got pissed off. I called Johnna up and she said she would come over and we would talk. Well there wasnt much talking and we finally messed around and we talked about how much we liked each other and crap like that.

Laura and I never talked again for a while essentially broke up. I started dating Johnna (the grass on the other side) and eventually I saw that she was really a b****. I talked later with Laura about what happened and realized what a crappy decision I had made. Laura grew up and became an even more beautiful woman and even more beautiful person. I messed that up but if I had stayed with her I would have never married my wife and had my beautiful children. Everything happens for a reason and in the end is for the best.

Anyway, I felt so alone and it sucked. Well that is enough crying over spilled milk for today but I wanted to share my story too. Holden, keep your head up and know that everything happens for a reason. There are people here that feel your pain and will pray for you.

 

I had a HUGE crush on this cute Italian girl in High School. We were in quite a few classes together, but at the time she was dating a friend of mine. Had a class with her again in College. Used to sit together every day. But, unfortunately, she was dating some bigshot fraternity dude at the time. Then I lost track of her.

I had pretty much forgotten about her until my 20th High School reunion a couple of years ago. While I was on my way to the reunion, I wondered if I was going to run into her.

Lo and behold, I did. We talked for a couple of hours at the reunion.

Did a wonderful, "years-later" romance blossom? Well, not exactly...

Turns out that after College, she got married, but then the marriage fell apart, she went through a very nasty divorce, she lost all interest in men, and she started "playing for the other team".

Oh well...back to the drawing board for this bachelor!!!

 

Ouch, that sucks to hear but incredibly funny.

 

<b>RocketmanTex</b>: If only she had gone out with you that "defection" would never have happened. Right?

 

But of course...NOT!

 

Perhaps you could get her to take a 10 day contract and try to persuade her to switch hit. Everybody needs a switch hitter in the line up.

 

<b>Master Baiter</b>: I hear she can't hit a lick... ouch!

 

Well I would bench her ass lickety split then