This is my third tale, and I've decided to make it about my butthead girlfriend of almost 4 years. :)
Initially, she and I met on Myspace. We first spoke on the forums and had some *interesting* discussions. Especially in that first thread. Remember the topic, baby? :P
This of course led to Myspace PMs (private messages), and following that: Yahoo! Instant Messages. We spent inordinate spans of time chatting and carrying on about ourselves, getting to know one another, which eventually led to an interesting E-relationship. I for one never gave serious consideration to the prospect of an internet hook-up prior to our meeting. But there it was. Life is unpredictable.
Anyway, we decided at some point that we should start talking on the phone. There was, however, one stipulation to our arrangement: My first spoken words to her were to be "I love you MOAR". That cute little laugh of hers lasted like 5 minutes.
That was a new chapter to our relationship. We got serious, I mean. We started talking about me visiting Malaysia. At first it simply felt like a fantasy--an unlikely aspiration. But before I knew it, I was on my way to get a passport. And after waiting way too goddamned long, I finally got it. I was ecstatic, and it must have been contagious because she was squealing in excitement when I told her I got it. :P
I packed up my bags and got ready. It was surreal to me; I couldn't believe I would finally get to see her, to be in front of and look her in the eyes. And yet that was the reality of it. The flight there was 14 or so hours. I left DFW airport and flew first to the airport in Seoul, from which I would board another plane and fly directly to Kuala Lumpur. Once I got there I was really confused and I almost lost my bag because I didn't recognize it, lol. Finally I got to the entrance where she was waiting, and there she was: My precious butthead. :D
I remember the first thing I noticed was that she's about a half-inch taller than me, so I found myself standing as straight as possible as I walked toward her. She seemed shy.
Her friends (Nora and her husband, who are now *our* friends. :P), were helping her pick me up. The whole ride I sat in the back with her and stared at her with a smile on my face. She was being shy. She kept glancing over at me with a little grin and saying "whaaaaat?". It was cute. Oddly though, I didn't feel shy at all next to her. It was completely natural to me. I even tickled her a bit as I promised I would, since she was such a butthead all the time and I had to punish her for being too cute. :P
Once we got home, I still couldn't stop looking at her. I just about melted every time she looked at me and smiled.
She has really bright, vivacious eyes in person. Gorgeous brown Bambi eyes. :)
Anyway, we were together pretty much all the time. An occasion where she and I were apart for more than like an hour or two was scarce. I went to her workplace in the mall with her, and I would bring her a green tea frapuccino or something to eat every day. Meanwhile I was either reading or playing vidya gaems at the arcade and waiting for her.
By the way, about me getting her stuff to eat......
I would say "Baby, I'm going to get something to eat. Want anything?"
Her reply was almost invariably "That depends. What are you getting?"
Then me: "Baby, I asked you so I know what to get you."
Her again: " I don't know; just go get something I guess."
One time specifically I recall coming back with McDonalds, and she said "Uhhh, baby, I don't really want McDonalds."
Me: "What? You said it didn't matter."
Her: "Yeah, but I think I want pancakes instead."
Me: My face screwed up in a crooked one-side-squint expression that could only mean "wtf?" "Why didn't you just tell me that before?"
Her, getting kind of defensive but looking guilty: " Why are you looking at me like that? I just remembered what I want. You don't have to get them though; it's okay."
Of course, I went and got her the pancakes anyway and ate both fat ass McDonalds meals by myself. I spoiled her because she's precious, but yeah, such a typical woman. Can NOT decide what to eat until it's too late.
But like I said, she's precious. My baby. :)
Wow. A lot to tell. I think I may write up a second part since I don't think I can tell everything with the necessary brevity for a tale.
Alright, to be continued.
Love you baby. :)
Matchu "RiP, Matt :(" I love Rainy
- 15 years, 6 months, 17 days ago
