My Dating History
So you wanna know about my dating history? Easy … I can say; “what dating history?” and be almost 100% honest with my laughter towards the answer. I have an easy dating history to talk about.
3rd grade: KO kissed my cheek on the bus, I ran off & told my dad. He told me never to tell him stuff like that again. I really remember that. I still don’t tell him anything dating-wise.
5th grade: KS and I talked on the phone every day. I went to his birthday party. He collected trolls - and I added to his collection.
then boys got to be shorter and dumber than me for quite some time
8th grade: CH, my first real boyfriend and I kissed. I consider his kiss to be my first ever. He and I professed our love for one another. We still love one another. Too bad he’s gay. LOL
9th grade: RR and I saw lots of movies and hung out at our houses (with parental supervision) for a long time. His dad died the day before I was going to dump him so I stuck it out for a while. Just what a guy needs - a dead dad and a girlfriendless summer. (I should not be laughing at this, but I am.)
10th grade: I started the year dating NM … RR’s best friend … LOL … it lasted a month before I realized that I didn’t want to start high school “tied down.” Little did I know that I would meet Ex about two weeks later. A month after meeting we started dating and were inseparable. We were that gross high school couple.
12th grade: Ex moved away (2 hours North) to school, and in April of my Senior year of high school he proposed. I accepted but returned the ring and broke up with him in May. I wasn’t ready to be married, I hadn’t even left my hometown yet.
Freshman year of college: CW and I started seeing one another. He was three years younger than me and it posed quite a problem. His dad once accused me of being Satan. (Yes, being Satan.) Needless to say, it didn’t work out for us. AM and I went on a few dates but his insanely goofy nature was too much for me to put up with. In Chemistry it was great - chem lecture was boring as hell - but everywhere else it got annoying.
In May of my Freshman year Ex asked to get back together, and since I hadn’t been happy dating other guys, I gave it another chance. A year later he proposed again and we were married a year after that. We’ve been divorced for almost 9 months now. Obviously we weren’t meant to be together … as much as we tried to force it.
So yeah, I can count the number of guys I’ve dated on two hands. I’m going to be 25 this year and while part of me is proud of this fact, part of me feels pretty lame for it. We’ll see if I can’t change that in 2007 though!
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