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So the first time I ever told a girl I loved her was in my freshman year of high school.
We first met, like high school debaters usually did, in the cafeteria while we were waiting for rounds to post. She was twirling a pen around when she dropped it and I picked it up for her.
Her name was Alex. I was 14 and a debater, she was 15 and a debater from another school. She was really, really pretty, half-Japanese, and had this cute librarian look about her--thick glasses, long, straight black hair, big brown eyes and pale, almost porcelain skin.
We got to know each other over the course of the day. It helped that we ended up squaring off in prelims, where she beat me, and then the next day I beat her in the quarterfinals. I remember she said: "you're only a freshman, you aren't supposed to be doing this well", except I was thinking it too, so we said that last part of the sentence together. She smiled at me for the first time that day.
I lost in the semis and we spent the rest of that Saturday sitting together and watching episodes of The Wire on portable DVD player. When the day ended, we swapped phone numbers; she called first. I was so surprised I remember running towards the phone, tripping, and falling flat when my mom told me that some girl named Alex was looking for me.
So after that we went out on a few dates. Her school was a private college prep school; her dad was a judge and her mom was an international trade lawyer. She always paid.
Summer came around and I started to hang out at her house. That was the first time I ever got to sit in a Jacuzzi. We worked out this routine... each morning, my mom would drop me off at this library branch close by her house, and I would call her from the library payphone to see if I could come over. We used to sit on her parents' bed, fool around, naked (she taught me a lot in that department), and watch TV (mostly old movies) until around 4PM, when I would sneak out of her house and bike back to the library to pretend to my mom that I'd been studying for the PSATs (gotta love Chinese parents lol.)
I remember her miso soup and sushi... so good. She used to make this sushi roll with scallops, spicy mayonnaise, avocado, jalapenos, and tobiko. I gained 10 pounds that summer, ruined my swimming times for the entire next season. It was after one such meal, where we were just sitting on the couch, that she told me she loved me too. I believed her.
Near the end of that summer, she stopped picking up my phone calls. I didn't get it until the school year started and we met at another debate tournament and she was holding some other guy's hand. She never told me why, and I never asked.
We had dinner in San Francisco two weeks ago. She ended up going to Stanford Law School and now she's going to clerk for the 9th Circuit Court. She has an old-money Japanese boyfriend. We reminisced about old times and people long past, before she went back to her place, and me back to the hotel room. Dinner was still sushi, but at least I paid for it.
 
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At least you can pay for sushi now. Better to have loved and lost and all that stuff.
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My days of high school public forum debate were some of the best of my life. I used to so look forward to slappin on my finest suit and hanging all Saturday with many of the most intelligent kids I knew growing up. Excellent story, I have a few that are quite similar 
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On September 03 2012 10:15 farvacola wrote:My days of high school public forum debate were some of the best of my life. I used to so look forward to slappin on my finest suit and hanging all Saturday with many of the most intelligent kids I knew growing up. Excellent story, I have a few that are quite similar
Awww you were a PFDer? I tried that for a quarter but I could never get used to it because I never got the hang of the crossfire segment. I was always too quiet, lol
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On September 03 2012 10:09 Jaaaaasper wrote:
At least you can pay for sushi now. Better to have loved and lost and all that stuff.
Yepyep. Love and lost...
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Delicious blog entry.
So... your mom never knew about what you guys were doing at her place? Forever thinking that you were studying? 
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On September 03 2012 10:32 sorrowptoss wrote:Delicious blog entry. So... your mom never knew about what you guys were doing at her place? Forever thinking that you were studying?
Yeah... as far as she knew I was a really studious kid growing up, since I never did badly on the tests, and she was really busy with her job
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On September 03 2012 10:26 Shady Sands wrote:Show nested quote +On September 03 2012 10:15 farvacola wrote:My days of high school public forum debate were some of the best of my life. I used to so look forward to slappin on my finest suit and hanging all Saturday with many of the most intelligent kids I knew growing up. Excellent story, I have a few that are quite similar Awww you were a PFDer? I tried that for a quarter but I could never get used to it because I never got the hang of the crossfire segment. I was always too quiet, lol
Yes sir, crossfire was one of the reasons I took to PF as well as I did, I was a smart-ass, loud-mouthed fat kid with a loud voice and a knack for excellent impromptu 1 minute closers. Winning debates and nerding out with kids who loved to "talk smart" fed my young ego like no other. I take it you were in LD?
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On September 03 2012 10:42 farvacola wrote:Show nested quote +On September 03 2012 10:26 Shady Sands wrote:On September 03 2012 10:15 farvacola wrote:My days of high school public forum debate were some of the best of my life. I used to so look forward to slappin on my finest suit and hanging all Saturday with many of the most intelligent kids I knew growing up. Excellent story, I have a few that are quite similar Awww you were a PFDer? I tried that for a quarter but I could never get used to it because I never got the hang of the crossfire segment. I was always too quiet, lol Yes sir, crossfire was one of the reasons I took to PF as well as I did, I was a smart-ass, loud-mouthed fat kid with a loud voice and a knack for excellent impromptu 1 minute closers. Winning debates and nerding out with kids who loved to "talk smart" fed my young ego like no other. I take it you were in LD?
Heh yep. I loved philosophy and trapping people with their own logical holes. Always viewed LD as a something like the verbal equivalent of a chess match or a fencing match. And yes, I was an egotistical bastard too haha, though very quiet about it
Good times. I might post a case I used to run sometime, we'll see if I can find it
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I assume this isn't the one you screwed over since you were able to meet up and whatnot? Unless she doesn't know about it do this day? :o at least it wasn't awkward even though you guys had fooled around naked in high school or what have you.
This thing reads like a short story interesting stuff, can't say I've ever had a quarter as interesting of an experience overall, compared to most of TL's high school or general youth stories.
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On September 03 2012 11:28 Aerisky wrote:I assume this isn't the one you screwed over since you were able to meet up and whatnot? Unless she doesn't know about it do this day? :o at least it wasn't awkward even though you guys had fooled around naked in high school or what have you. This thing reads like a short story interesting stuff, can't say I've ever had a quarter as interesting of an experience overall, compared to most of TL's high school or general youth stories.
Nope, that was girlfriend number two
three gfs in high school
freshman year was the half-japanese girl
sophomore year was the indian girl
junior-senior year was a white girl
no chinese girl, much to my parents' disappointment
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Oh I see. Your poor parents.
Yeah your guys' lives are way more interesting than mine. Maybe one day something crazy will happen to me that's worth sharing.
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On September 03 2012 11:41 Aerisky wrote:Oh I see. Your poor parents. Yeah your guys' lives are way more interesting than mine. Maybe one day something crazy will happen to me that's worth sharing.
Don't worry, your life is more interesting than mine :D
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I'm really intrigued that you were supposed to be studying for the PSATs. The only place those are useful are for Nat. Merit Scholarship. And even then you don't need much, at least not compared to what you need on the SATs. You sound really smart, or at least studious.
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On September 03 2012 11:50 obesechicken13 wrote:
I'm really intrigued that you were supposed to be studying for the PSATs. The only place those are useful are for Nat. Merit Scholarship. And even then you don't need much, at least not compared to what you need on the SATs. You sound really smart, or at least studious.
Actually it was just my parents being strict, lol
I didn't mind it. It was summer and the library had free internet tucked in a corner room
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On September 03 2012 11:45 TehTemplar wrote:Show nested quote +On September 03 2012 11:41 Aerisky wrote:Oh I see. Your poor parents. Yeah your guys' lives are way more interesting than mine. Maybe one day something crazy will happen to me that's worth sharing. Don't worry, your life is more interesting than mine :D
Aww no worries, I'm sure you've had interesting stuff happen to you too ><
I dunno, guess his parents figured that studying for PSAT is more or less equivalent to studying for the SAT or something?
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On September 03 2012 11:54 Aerisky wrote:Show nested quote +On September 03 2012 11:45 TehTemplar wrote:On September 03 2012 11:41 Aerisky wrote:Oh I see. Your poor parents. Yeah your guys' lives are way more interesting than mine. Maybe one day something crazy will happen to me that's worth sharing. Don't worry, your life is more interesting than mine :D Aww no worries, I'm sure you've had interesting stuff happen to you too >< I dunno, guess his parents figured that studying for PSAT is more or less equivalent to studying for the SAT or something?
Nah, they said something along the lines of: "we are poor, if you get the national merit scholarship, you'll save the family money"
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On September 03 2012 12:03 Shady Sands wrote:Show nested quote +On September 03 2012 11:54 Aerisky wrote:On September 03 2012 11:45 TehTemplar wrote:On September 03 2012 11:41 Aerisky wrote:Oh I see. Your poor parents. Yeah your guys' lives are way more interesting than mine. Maybe one day something crazy will happen to me that's worth sharing. Don't worry, your life is more interesting than mine :D Aww no worries, I'm sure you've had interesting stuff happen to you too >< I dunno, guess his parents figured that studying for PSAT is more or less equivalent to studying for the SAT or something? Nah, they said something along the lines of: "we are poor, if you get the national merit scholarship, you'll save the family money"
Well, that does make a lot of sense, for what it's worth
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Do you resent the new boyfriend? You mention that he's old money. When people talk about old money they usually mean they don't like them because they'll never have to work hard in their life.
Entertaining read nonetheless.
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On September 03 2012 12:48 obesechicken13 wrote:
Do you resent the new boyfriend? You mention that he's old money. When people talk about old money they usually mean they don't like them because they'll never have to work hard in their life.
Entertaining read nonetheless.
Nah not really. Can't really hate rich people. Alex was old money too... her mom was actually related to Yoko Ono, who herself comes from the Yasuda family of Japanese finance.
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