Explain THIS TO ME

[kkktookmybabyaway 0]

Oh Lord.

 

I don't watch "Survivor" but the whole "today her one male friend dropped the class" had me wanting to read on and guess who would be the next to bite the dust.

 

I remember during my first semester of college I thought this chick liked me in an English class, so I just said "Would you like to go out sometime?"

 

We went out once, and that was it.

 

I should have done what rawmvp did -- if I only knew Alyson's blood type I might have had a better chance at knocking those boots.

 

Oh, and I'm a Aries and my better half is a Capricorn. But what I find freaky is that she was born on the month and day that Martin Luther King, Jr. was, too (1/15).

 

I was born on the month and day that he died (4/4).

 

And I would just love it if this Russian chick became a TSM member and browsed the LSD folder the day before rawmvp was about to get a piece...

Edited December 3, 2003 by kkktookmybabyaway

[TSA09 0]

I've have drinks ready so we could all sit back and watch

[Damaramu 0]

So anyways....ummm.....what exactly happened?

[USC Wuz Robbed! 0]

We'll find out today~!!!!

[El Gigante 0]

I just read this whole thing now and can't wait to hear what happened.

[USC Wuz Robbed! 0]

this is a story of epic proportions.....

[Guest Olympic Slam]

Well, I'm here and ready. I'll be playing Donkey Kong Country/refreshing this page as I wait for the next chapter in rawmvp's "thrilling" saga......

 

I'm also ready with a Hot Pocket and generic orange soda

[Dr. Tom 0]

Gah, even I'm curious as to what happened. It's like watching an ambulance pull up after a horrific accident.

[TSA09 0]

He's late on his posts. You know if you show up late for a date you best have a damn good excuse. He better start learning to be on time with his shit if he wants a chance with this chick.

[Guest rawmvp]

Wow, just wow. Not only did I get the girl, but I pulled off a coup of serendipitous proportions that would even make renowned militaries jealous. Alright, hear me out.

 

On Monday, I was dead set on asking her out. We had another Biology Excursion at some remote location, and I, as promised, was looking quite dapper -- I had my hair gelled back and my smooth leather jacket on, which was inappropriate apparell for the outdoors, but what the hell... As she exits her car, I holler at her by saying, "Hey, Natalie...How's it going, how was your Thanksgiving?" For the next three minutes, she talked about how she attended two thanksgiving dinners, one hosted by her aunt and the other by her grandmother. I was pleasantly surprised to hear this because I had attended my Aunt's house for Thanksgiving, so at least we had that in common, which segued into mindless banter. Luckily, we were organized in the same hiking group; however, upon finishing our plant work for the day, she, along with some other girl, decide to take another trail back. I didn't think much of it, so I just took the opposite trail back thinking I'd get to the parking lot before her. OOPS, I didn't, as I was walking, I could see her in the far distant getting ready to hop into her Mitsibushi Eclipse. I, obviously perturbed, sprinted and I mean sprinted (my hiking partners were like, "What in the blue hell...is this guy on speed?") towards her. I must have jumped over a bunch of logs and other obstacles in my way...I literally surprised myself with my athleticism. Anyway, I get there just in time. Huffing and puffing, I start walking towards her, but quickly pull back, because it would be too obvious...and I mean, it would've appeared too desperate on my part. So, I swallow my pride, and decide to ask her on the following day (Tuesday).

 

On Tuesday, as I walked into the Bio Lab room, she asked me if I knew the female reproductive tract for our next exam. Out of the 30 study questions our Bio professor administered to us, she picks that one to ask me? Ok, I figured she must be dropping subtle hints now. First the sour cream, then the panting, and now this. I was getting it...this girl was too shy to drop me undistinguishable or unmistakable hints. I was ready, and looking fine as ever. I even had this new cologne called "Forbidden Love" -- something that would ironically come into play later.

 

Anyway, towards the end of class, I walked up to her and said, "So, Natalie, I was wondering, with this upcoming exam, maybe we can get together, compare notes, and study." I clutched my notebook and continued with, "I mean, let's face it, we won't be able to take our eyes off...each other's notes." She followed up by saying, "Well, I won't be here this weekend..." Feverishly determined to get some of this Russian poontang, I persisted with a squint in my eye, "So, anyway, would you like to go out with me sometime...maybe we can get a cup of coffee or something...you know, nothing too formal." She looks at me with a bewildered look for three seconds and says, "Umm...sorry, I can't...I have a boyfriend!" At this point, I felt like someone crushed my balls, my eye balls, and my big heart all at the same time. I maintained my composure and rebutted, "Well, that's nice." I casually touched her shoulder and followed with, "Look Natalie, relax, I'm not asking you to marry me...just have a cup of coffee with me; it'll be just like now...we'll be talking just like we are now, we will be within each other's presence just like we are now...with the only exception being that we'll have a cup of coffee in our hands, and you know, drink it...Don't worry, trust me...I won't bite...I might nibble...no, no, I won't nibble either" (I said this with a friendly smirk on my face). She mulled it over for a few seconds and said, "Ok, let's have some coffee...I guess I can do that."

 

So, off we went to the Cafeteria. I bought her a cup of coffee and we sat on the bench and proceeded to engage in the most electrifying (forget the Rock reference) conversation known to man. I mean, we literally clicked on every level. We talked about films, hobbies, goals, dreams and the meanings of them, our future goals, one's purpose and destiny in life, along with enough double entendres and subtle hints to drive you wild. As we were getting ready to get up, she started shivering (we were outside and it was cold) and I offered my leather jacket. We started walking for a few blocks and I learned that she lives, surprisingly, next to the community college that we attend. So, suffice to say, she invites me into her home (her parents were at work) and after a few minutes of dead, stunned silence, I make a move to kiss her, and my qualms are allayed as she willingly kisses me. For the next 7 minutes we engaged in passionate kissing, as tears started welling up in both of our eyes. She stops in the middle of our makeout session and softly mutters, "I've had feelings for you since last semester...I felt conflicted though, I've had this boyfriend for two years...so I felt apprehensive about opening myself up to you...I wasn't sure if I should be with you or not...I'm not a cheater, and I like to think I'm loyal, but I'm just really confused about this because I have really strong feelings about you." I was stunned; I never expected anything like this from her, but suffice to say, her exposition definitely clarified her mixed, and overly subtle messages in the past few months. I responded with, "Well, your feelings are perfectly justified, as are mine. I mean, how do you know if your boyfriend is truly the ONE for you if you haven't seen the other guys?...you shouldn't think of me as a threat, but a second option ... now you'll have two choices as opposed to just one." She hugged me really tight and alluded to the possibility that she's not happy with her boyfriend. She admits to me that she's painfully shy and timid, and as a result, guys will readily manipulate and take advantage of her -- she specifically cited her boyfriend. After a few more minutes of kissing, she asks me to leave before her parents come home from work. I happily complied.

 

Today, as I entered the classroom, I found myself -- as did she -- more enamored than I've ever been before. Who knew my curious staring, perseverance, and interminable time spent on a message board discussing this matter would take me THIS FAR!? Just before class starts, she turns to me and drops a bomb, "I just wanted to let you know that I ended my relationship with my boyfriend last night...I pick you." At this point, I felt like running around the campus in utter ecstasy. I quickly console her and reply with, "Now we can enjoy each other's company without any more worries...what you did took a lot of courage." I couldn't withhold my exuberance any longer, so I ran out the door and literally took a victory lap around the fucking campus -- and it's a big one, too. When I returned, we officially exchanged home numbers and made a date for this Saturday. In her words, "This Saturday, pick me up...7:30...my house...you know where it is." I smiled so wide that you wouldn't believe it. Oh, and did I mention that today, Dec. 3, is my birthday? Talk about the best fucking birthday present ever...

Edited December 4, 2003 by rawmvp

[Spicy McHaggis 0]

C'mon, baby!

 

Type... type like the wind!

Edited December 3, 2003 by Spicy McHaggis

[USC Wuz Robbed! 0]

And?

[Spicy McHaggis 0]

Dude, if this ends with, "Hopefully, we might see each other next semester," I'll be pissed.

[TSA09 0]

Wow...she asks you about the female reproductive tract....holy shit you are one lucky guy then. She wants your dick

[USC Wuz Robbed! 0]

come on rawmvp....

[El Gigante 0]

Come on. The fans want more!

[Spicy McHaggis 0]

Congrats, mvp!

 

What a payoff.

[Guest stardust]

Now that's a story. I'm still trying to figure out if it's more fact than fiction. Sorry, rawmvp, but some of it just reads a little too much like a romance novel.

[El Gigante 0]

Wow. Now thats what the fans wanted to hear!

[Guest rawmvp]

Thanks. I'm joyously unrestrained yet really drained, too.

 

After I take a long nap, I'll be able to fully digest what happened to me!

 

I've gotta end this by thanking each and every one of you who gave me advice. I can't thank you guys enough; you guys truly spurred me on, gave me the courage to make a move, and helped me make my life truly worth living. If I can do it, then rest assured, each and every one of you can, as well.

 

Thank You,

 

rawmvp

Edited December 3, 2003 by rawmvp

[TSA09 0]

Some??? Who fucking has tears come to their eyes when they kiss for the first time? Her I can see....him, well sounds kinda weird.

 

Congrats anyway, don't fuck it up now.

[Guest stardust]

Some??? Who fucking has tears come to their eyes when they kiss for the first time? Her I can see....him, well sounds kinda weird.

 

Congrats anyway, don't fuck it up now.

That's what was a little too much like a really shitty romance novel to me.

[Guest rawmvp]

Stardust, you're right, a lot of it does read like a romance novel. Actually, I don't think any of this would've happened if she was an American girl, no offense. I mean, like I mentioned in the past, she's a conservative, traditional girl that you'd expect to find in the early 1900's. She has a strict Russian father and is expected by her peers to act and adhere to the Russian culture. I suppose living in the Ukraine for ten years will do that to you. All of this infused a lot of traditional ideals -- many of them romantic ones you'd expect to encounter -- like I said, in the past.

[Guest rawmvp]

Oh, and just to clarify, tears never streamed down our cheeks; they just got a little watery, that's all. It was an emotional moment and after nearly three months of yearning for one another, it was to be expected.

[Edwin MacPhisto 0]

I'm still sticking with the shovel ---> basement connection.

[USC Wuz Robbed! 0]

WHAT EXACTLY......HAPPENED?

[Guest Olympic Slam]

I'm very happy for you rawmvp but I gotta say, a lot of this sounds and looks about as fake as a Lita punch. Prove me wrong?

[Guest rawmvp]

It's all true. Admittedly, I used colorful, vibrant adjectives that may have slightly enhanced the scenery, but trust me, the gist of it is all true.

[Guest Olympic Slam]

It's all true. Admittedly, I used colorful, vibrant adjectives that may have slightly enhanced the scenery, but trust me, the gist of it is all true.

So wait, she just dumped the other guy, just like that??? Unreal. I'll give you the benefit of the doubt because you've been genuine the whole time anyway. I guess I'm like most other guys and most dating success stories that I always heard in the locker room weren't big on thesaurus friendly lagnuage.

[Guest rawmvp]

Yeah, apparently he was the abusive type. From what I inferred, he seemed like the kind of guy who would put always put her down, mold her into the submission, and manipulate her with his condescending, disdainful attitude. Because she's the timid type, she didn't have the courage to extricate herself from the relationship. I suppose that I indirectly gave her the courage and a 2nd, and dare I say, better choice, which she quickly went for in the end.