Dating: How's your luck? - Page 16

I had a few little kid gf's when I was in 4th, 5th, and 6th grade but I don't really count those as all we really did is had the label and held hands or whatever. My first kiss was to this girl in 6th grade.

When i was 15 i thought i fell in love with my friend's sister who was a cute 18 year old viet girl she took my v card. We were inseparable for 3 months until I moved away. I don't remember what happened exactly but I think I wrote her a letter telling her we needed to break up.

After that I didn't really try to hook up with any girls as I was way overcritical and held really high standards over all the ones I met. There was really only 1 girl that I liked and she quit our job before I really got to know her or ask her out. I saw her again randomly when we were lookin for a ride to a party and I was planning to get her number and ask her out but all the wannabe gangsters i was with were all like 'damn you fine let me holla at you lemme get your number' etc. so I just felt stupid for putting her into that spot and let her vanish again. I think her name was Shawny or something.

The next woman I was with ended up being my friend's mom who was a pedo and we were really drunk at his house and I dunno what the fuck I was thinking, we literally hated each other and argued all the time. I think that's probably why it happened actually.

After that I didn't hook up with any girl for like 2 years. I ended up hitting it off with my friend's ex because from the moment she met me she was hard for me (even when she was dating my friend for like a year or whatever). Actually the reason they broke up was cause she cheated on him with old men for drugs or some shit. I immediately went to the clinic to get tested. She was pretty fine but I wasn't about to deal with that crap and she vanished away to Oklahoma or something anyways. She was kind of a dumbo.


Another 2 years passed as I thought I wasn't supposed to have a gf because I thought I needed more success to do it right or whatever. Obviously i had crushes on friend's older sisters and little sister's friends but I never and still haven't tried to pursue them. I actually tried to put together a date with some random girl on myspace who lived in the same town but I ended up standing her up because I was broke and couldn't even afford pickupstix.


Then in 2006, I met this chick who was friends with my first real gf (we all lived together) who recently divorced and was crazy. I wasn't attracted to her at all but her constant pursuit of me like every day led to eventually hooking up with her. It was pretty hot sex but she was way too crazy and nympo on lots of guys. I basically told her to fuck off, but she did help me realize that I should be out trying to date and find someone again.

The summer of love:

One day my friend randomly calls me and tells me to come over to his house because there were 3 crazy girls at his house partying all the time but only 2 guys. I got there and she was instantly on me. it was a nice little fling until I got tonsillitis and I just stopped talking to her. It wasn't that strong of a connection and I got the feeling she was trying to hard or being fake to impress me or whatever. I also found out they lied about being 18 and they were really 16, i was 21.

I started hanging out with this girl from a mutual friend and we would drink and party all the time. I really liked her a lot even though she wasn't the prettiest girl but she was kind of bitchy (I actually tend to be attracted to these ones tbh), and had just come off a big relationship and was still helping her ex all the time, and she had something going on with another friend. I ended up hooking up with his younger sister who I wasn't the least bit interested in but she was all over me and I was drunk. She does modeling now so shes beautiful to some people but to me and most my friends we always were like barf whenever we saw her, tbh she kinda looks like a dude lol. At the same time, I fucking blew a once in a lifetime chance to have a full on 3some with both of these chicks. They were both bi and we were all in a bed making out and cuddling but I think I was just to scared to initiate anything more at the time. I still kick myself all the time for that. but It did lead to me and the girl I liked hooking up for real at least once and basically acting like bf & gf for the rest of the summer until she just kinda stopped calling and stuff. I figured she was playing the field and I didn't try to make her mine so I kinda blew it. (I actually ran into her a year later and she was dating some dude that looked and acted like me kind of).

Out of the blue this little philipino chick hits me up on myspace cause we have similar interests in music and graffiti. I was kind of put off by the fact that she was so small (im 6'2" and she was like 5 foot) and she had sort of bug eyes but she was still really cute. Almost too cute, she was like scared of everything and kinda weird. We hooked up a few times and I just kinda didn't pursue her anymore.

I randomly got a call from one of my sister's friends about some oldschool shit. my friends and I ended up going over there to drink, I ended up going over there all the time mainly because they needed someone to buy beer and I was bored. Somehow I was super drunk and I pulled this girl down to my chair and made out with her. She ended up having a crush on me since we were way younger and she instantly fell in love while I wasn't even sure if I was attracted to her. I tried my hardest to not get involved but she kept showing up at my house/calling and I would end up at her house sometimes too. Well eventually we hooked up and made it official. I was with her for 4 years. I tried to break up with her a few times but still wanted to be friends. Apparently she cheated on me a bunch of times and then decided to just dump me out of the blue after i lost my job, car, and place and everything. It was a whole big mess and lasted about 6 more months of hardship. The final straw was on st patricks day this year where she avoided my call after I had been trying to plan something with her for like a month.
Next day I met this crazy chick at a friend's house who was attracted to me for my polo black (this cologne pulls mad chicks) and how tall i am etc. We were pretty opposite but she fell in love with me or whatever right away. She was hot and cold with me though and I was hearing shit like she was trying to hook up with other dudes and blah blah so I kinda told her off a few times and stopped really talking to her all the time.

There was a girl I had met a few months before the last one at a party and we were having good conversation and relating with past fucked up relationships but she was seeing some guy at the time.
I went to her bday party and hung out with her and her friends a few times after that and they could sense our attraction to each other and made us kiss when we were drunk. We started dating, but she kind of reminds me of my mom and she is kind of ignorant and drama because of her friends. She kind of pulls away but then still wants me, I think she realizes she doesnt want me but doesn't wanna be alone. I'm kind of the same to be honest, and I do like her a lot but it just feels like we're not perfect for each other and I think we are both holding on to how things were with passed relationships. I'm still kind of seeing her but she does some things that my ex's would do that tell me I should get out.

Yesterday this 17 year old was all over me and trying to get me to make out with her. but I didn't because, A shes underage and im 27, B she was really drunk, C she was my friends younger sister and they were telling me not to hook up with her lol, and D shes pretty naive and youngdumb. She has a smoking body though.

So, I was 22. I was technically homeless as I had just arrived in Japan, but luckily, I knew a girl from an online language exchange website who offered to house me until I got set up in my own place. I declined at first of course considering I didn't want to intrude, but she insisted and got upset when I said no. I figured no big deal, I'll just take her family a couple of presents and things will be good.

Things went well for the first couple of days. We got along fine, her parents liked the gifts I gave her, and I played video games with her brother. We went on our first date a couple of days after I arrived (we talked on webcam for hundreds of hours before that; we were practically already in love), and I told her that I liked her on our first date. Fast, I know, but we had already said that kind of shit on webcam before, so I figured what's the big deal?

She cried. She broke down sobbing in the restaurant because apparently there's some rule in Japan about having to be dating for two weeks before becoming boyfriend and girlfriend. I didn't even know that this was a proposal to be a couple (I just said I liked her ffs, which I'd said a million times before), but she apparently interpreted it that way and got really upset with me. Eventually she agreed that very night, and in retrospect, this incident set the tone for the rest of our relationship.

Two weeks pass. We had sex a few days after we became boyfriend and girlfriend, after which she cried because I asked her to use her mouth. I calmed her down, but that was a pretty shitty first sex experience. Anyway, after the next two weeks, I realized that this honeymoon would be cut short by her insanity. One day she straight up flips the fuck out on me because I hadn't found a job yet. "Uh.. yeah.. it's December, what do you expect?" She tells me that I need to find a job right now because her family is tired of supporting my bum ass. I assure her that I've already got several interviews lined up for after the break, and that for English teachers in Japan, you usually need to apply 3-4 months in advance for the April schoolyear. She didn't care, and decided to scream instead.

A few days later, she dumped me out of nowhere. She said that I was a bad, useless boyfriend who was completely selfish. I packed up my shit and started leaving the next morning, and when she told me to stay, I told her to fuck off and get some therapy. She cried (again), hugged me, and begged me to stay with her at her house. I agreed foolishly, mainly because she just said her mother was getting very upset with her and apologized for taking it out on me. We got back together at that point, and things continued as normal.

I did eventually find a job and moved out, after a month of living at her house. I really did feel bad--I didn't know that it would be so hard to find some kind of job, and offered to move out at any time--but her parents seemed cool with it. I bought them all pretty good presents when I left, including a copy of Starcraft for her gamer brother . My job was unfortunately across the country in Tokyo, which meant a 6 hour and $250 round-trip commute to see my girlfriend. We only met about once or twice a month because of this.

Now, in our relationship past this point, there were a lot of isolated incidents. She would blow up at me for something trivial, interpret what I said however she wanted, and refused to apologize no matter how bad she was. I was so sick and tired of her shit sometimes that I didn't even want to think about her, and completely infatuated at others.

Enter girl #2. Girl #2 liked me the first time we met--she actually approached me and we started having a conversation. I had the purest of intentions meeting her, but she had another agenda. She decided that she wanted to tear me apart from my girlfriend by whatever means necessary and take me for herself. I managed to stay true to my girlfriend for about a year of being friends with girl #2 (she was quite persistent) before my girlfriend called me something horrible in Japanese, I told her to fuck off, and I screwed this new girl like a madman for the next month.

So, here's my current position. My now ex girlfriend still loved me and wanted me back. Girl #2 loved me and wanted to be an official couple, but I wasn't ready to have a girlfriend yet (plus, she was a little dumb and only interesting in bed, to be completely honest). Girl #2 was everything my ex was not--nice, great in the sack, not constantly bitchy--but I couldn't see myself with her.

Enter girl #3. Girl #3 was more hard to get, being an actually decent girl. She and girl #2 actually knew each other as associates of a school I was working for at the time. As a matter of fact, we all ended up going to the same Christmas party.

Oh boy, that Christmas party. Girl #2 drinks too much and goes to the stairwell to pass out. Girl #3 and I are borderline dry humping in the bar. The staff of my company is trying to cockblock me because they know I'm tightrope walking on a razor wire, but I'm drunk and absolutely don't give a shit. Girl #2 starts to feel better, girl #3 and I kinda separate, and later on we all walk to the station together with some random old dude. Girl #3 and I say goodbye, and I take girl #2 home out of fear that she's going to be like dateraped by this old creepy dude.

Girl #2 tries to kiss me when we get to her doorstep and I push her off. She starts crying uncontrollably and I have to calm her down. We say goodbye and agree to be friends at that point, and I start walking home thinking about girl #3. During this time I get a call from my ex girlfriend, who is apparently waiting for me at my apartment. I get home like what the fuck, and she has a $400 watch that she bought for me in Germany as an early Christmas present. She starts crying uncontrollably and says that she still wants me, but understands why I wouldn't want her. She tries to kiss me and I push her off. As I'm talking to her, I notice my phone going off in my pocket repeatedly. When I'm finally able to pry myself off of her, girl #3 had called me like four times. I call her back, and she's crying uncontrollably. Yes, this is the third time in 30 minutes that I had to calm down a crying girl. Apparently girl #2 emailed girl #3 and told her about everything we did.

Shit just got real.

I was so pissed at this point that I told girl #2 to never contact me again and that for all I care, she can go fuck a new guy in a bar every night for the rest of her life. I sent my ex girlfriend the watch back through the postal mail and told her that I didn't want to talk to her ever again, and that I gave her three years to shape her shit up and treat me like a human being. Both girls still continually contacted me, showed up at my place randomly, and did everything in their power to be with me. I'm just glad they never showed up at the same time.

Anyway, the story has a happy ending at least. I ended up dating girl #3, and our relationship has been amazing so far. She isn't psycho like all of the other women I got involved with before, and as it turns out, she didn't really care about the stuff that happened with girl #2 enough to break it off with me. I'm thinking that we'll probably get married in the next year if things stay this way!

My drama story ;_;.

Im only 19, but i have spend the past 5 years in and out of the hospital (Leukemia) and am now im total remission. About 2 years ago during one of my never ending hospitalization, I met that sweet girl which was a year older than me who had cystic fibrosis. When you are that sick it is kinda hard to talk about all you feel and such with your parents and your friends since none of them really have gone through such events. Turned out she was the first one I was able to open my heart to and express how I was feeling inside at that time and vice-versa. We became close friends pretty damn quickly and, after couple dates when we were not hospitalized, ended up in a relashionship. I just cannot find the words to describe how good that relationship has been to both of us. I mean I dated soem girls before, but they all ended up failign because of my health issues (which I find rediculous but whatever) and I never loved someone that much. Having someone going through similar difficulties and being able to support each other through the ups and downs of life is priceless. Our relationship lasted a 19 months, her disease took over and she died...in my arms. Its already been 5 months, yet it feels like it was just yesterday. Fighting for your life really opens your eyes on what is true love. I dont think I will be ready to date or to have a relationship fora long time. My friends and family are really supportive so it helps. It'll be hard to find someone like my ex, and she will always be in my heart, but I am pretty sure that one day I will find someone that is worth spending my life with. I'll focus on uni and sc2 for now, until then im better off alone...