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Exactly. Cough up the stories... let's go.
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It's hard to pinpoint my first crush, I was always into girls. When other boys were saying that girls had cootie bugs, I was chasing them around the playground. haha
Anyhow, I had the biggest crush on a girl in the 8th grade of middle school. She was new to our school and had lived in both Brazil and Mexico, we'll refer to her by her nickname- Juju. I hated middle school. It the was the height of bullying for me and I was also at my max weight. At this age, I was immobilized by fear when trying to strike up a conversation with a girl I liked. Usually I waited for the "right moment" which never came because I was never prepared. Juju and I were in the same math class and we immediately hit it off! Even though she was beautiful it felt easy to talk with her. We would talk about Lord of the Rings, Star Wars, and other things that we had in common. I felt like she saw me for who I really was. Now not to get too off course, but this also marks the "loss of innocence" of my childhood. I had learned that Juju had been raped while living in Mexico. She had a scar on her neck which I never asked her about but I assumed that was either from a knife being held against her throat or a suicide attempt. This realization would forever change me, I wanted to protect her and other girls from the evils of the world. Soon December turned into January and January turned to June and it was the end of the school year. I made a promise to myself- I was going to lose weight and ask Juju out in the Fall. I remember my friends laughed at me when I said that I was going to diet and get in shape; but with the right determination, anything is possible. I went running every single day, uphill and rain or shine. I would workout outside on a bench press that was too narrow for me and would pinch my hands while I was setting the bar down. I would be out there in the rain, hands bleeding, and covered in sweat. I lost 30 lbs. With my body starting to reflect my personality, I was so excited to surprise Juju with my transformation! I would daydream all the time, imagining asking her out. The days got closer and closer to the new school year. However, fate would not allow this. I found out that Juju was moving to Europe and that I would never see her again. I remember taking it pretty hard. Yes my dreams were crushed but what was the most painful was the realization that I would not be there to protect her. In the year that I knew her, Juju changed my life. She gave me more confidence in myself and I can only hope that she fostered the same feelings about me. |
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echidna64 wrote :That's an awesome story echidna. Just awesome. Thanks for sharing it. It's hard to fathom that someone like that could have such an impact on another. Perhaps we have all had a similar impact on others, and not even realize it. It's possible, and yet seems so not possible. You love this signature.
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I don't really have any interesting stories. I had plenty of crushes as a kid but nothing ever came out of them. I was too ugly and shy.
Wir sprechen zu viel, aber wir sehen zu wenig.
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Yeah, I misspoke earlier about filling a book...not much interesting. My theme is inaction. But let's see...
There were two very popular girls in sixth grade. I would daydream about them. Especially at night on the weekends, when everyone else had gone to bed. I would hang out in the living room, watching TV. Sometimes I would look out the window, wishing they would walk to my house together and we could hang out. There was another girl at I think the same time who I did talk to, but was still too shy to act on my feelings. I used to draw Beavis & Butt-head comics and she thought they were awesome. I went to summer camp with one girl who I really liked for a few years and later figured out the crush was mutual. D'oh! In my first year of college there were two girls that I think I would have had a chance with, if I hadn't been so stupid as to try continuing with the older woman I went out with in my last year of high school, in a long-distance relationship. She pressured me into that, as well as skipping the last year of summer camp (when I probably would have got together with the aforementioned crush, considering we had both been elected leaders for that year at the end of the previous session, etc.) Then she dumped me for not spending enough on her for Christmas and Valentine's Day. |
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shakin steak wrote :Okay... that just sucks. Way to bring down the room, shakin!  I kid. Yeah, that would ruin my year. You love this signature.
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Actually I just remembered. I didn't spend enough on xmas and she chewed me out. So I went all out for V-day but she dumped me shortly thereafter anyway, and I don't remember why. Maybe she just realized that it was silly for a 34-year-old woman to expect anything from a 19-year-old boy. Fine but I sure wish she had figured that out sooner! I don't know what she was thinking. I do know that I was too dumb and thought I was doing the right thing by staying with her.
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Shake, you had a Mrs. Robinson relationship going on?
Funny how a lot of our crushed as kids turned out to be mutual. Makes you think they were more biological than anything! In community college there was this one girl who I really liked in my nutrition class. First day of class she came in late and sat right next to me, when the class had to go up to the desk and get the syllabus for the year, she grabbed 2 and brought one back for me, talk about hidden clues! Besides my complete inability to talk to women, I also had the major handicap of taking the class with my brother who totally killed any chances of me making lady friends. He ended up dropping the class and I would sit and side stare at this girl all night long (Evening class) I should also mention this was one of the few times where I didn't feel I was out of her league. She dressed rather boyish, skinny as a stick and not much figure. At the time I was a pretty strapping 210 pound gorilla with a slight acne problem but she didn't intimidate the way other girls did. It was the last night of class and we had a test. I finished the test quickly and could have turned it in and left but wanted to wait till she was done and try and talk to her. I talked myself into and out of making a move for 45 minutes. Finally she finished and was waiting in the lobby for her friend to finish...PERFECT OPPORTUNITY...and I ended up choking and not doing anything. Sent a pretty goofy message over Facebook that night though but never got a response, or maybe I did since I lost the login info to that account shortly after. I never regret missing those chances because it led me to my bangin' wife, but I do still look back ashamed I didn't muster the courage to at least say something. |
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Not quite Mrs Robinson, since we met at Ozzfest. I mean we had similar interests and she wasn't a friend's parent or a friend of my parents.
Saying something...yep, that was my trouble for a very long time. |
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It was all of our trouble it seems. But then again, if we were really good at such things, we might not have crush stories.
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