Sorting Through the Clutter
If you somehow were able to unearth my diary amidst the clutter of my room, then you would probably find something like this...
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Sorting Through the Clutter If you somehow were able to unearth my diary amidst the clutter of my room, then you would probably find something like this... |
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Monday, March 21, 2011 Timelines: Great Loves (and the not-so-great ones too) In celebration of getting engaged, I thought I would start this timeline series so I can walk you through how I got to the point of finding THE great love. This follows on Eighteen. ************************************************************ 1999: Aged 19: He spoke with a slight European accent even though he was born in Canada. I had a crush on him for 3 years at this point but I resigned myself to the fact that we would only ever be friends. He was too perfect- almost intimidatingly so. Gorgeous hazel eyes framed by long lashes, strong broad shoulders, and a playful smirk all rolled into an athletic and intelligent package. He also mercilessly teased me (which he later admitted was clumsy flirting) so I could never really let my guard down around him. We both graduated from our respective high schools and found ourselves attending the same university. Miles from home, we bonded over advanced differential equations and late-night study sessions. He stopped teasing me long enough for us to have real conversations. I started to fall in love and to my surprise, so did he. Late one night at my dorm, he told me how he felt. We were instantly inseparable. He was the first boy I ever loved...I thought we were actually going to get married. I read this quote once - "The magic of first love is our ignorance that it can ever end" and looking back at the two-year whirlwind of young love and college romance, I can see how how true those words are. It was a beautiful relationship but it has long since ended. Labels: Great Loves, Timelines posted by Jenn | 10:58 PM |Wednesday, January 26, 2011 Timelines: Great Loves (and the not-so-great ones too) In celebration of getting engaged, I thought I would start this timeline series so I can walk you through how I got to the point of finding THE great love. This follows on Six. ************************************************************ 1998, Aged 18: Notice the huge break between this chronological entry and the last one? Yes, my father was one of those fathers that "banned" me from boys. How did he do that? Well from the age of when puberty hit to when I was of legal age (and could therefore make my own decision), he put me in an all-girl high school. It wasn't as bad as it sounds, but it really did do the job. Or it did the job until my OAC year (that's grade 13 for those who were not born in Ontario, Canada...or not born at all yet in the years prior to 1986). I went to my first co-ed dance party and that's where I met Brian. He had all the traits that made fathers (or maybe just MY father) ban their teenage daughters from dating: he was a rebel, he had an earring, he was hot. The next Monday, I met my best friend at her locker and swooned all the way to homeroom. She could only smirk and roll her eyes at me. But she was happy for me. Even though she had to put up with all my mushy gushiness for weeks on end. It was a long distance relationship - long distance for teenagers who didn't own cars. He lived in Newmarket so we talked all night on the phone. And sometime all throughout the night into the early morning. We met up whenever we could. We shared our first kiss outside of the Playdium. But like all long-distance teenage infatuations, they ended for almost no reason at all. The relationship just kind of faded away after 5 months of mostly just talking on the phone. I never forgot how giddy I felt when I was with him. Labels: Great Loves, Timelines posted by Jenn | 10:06 PM |Monday, November 29, 2010 I'm ENGAGED! (Well it happened about 3 months ago...but I'm not that good with the blog-updating) Crazy, huh? But it happened. I love this boy so much and he makes me so incredibly happy. Even after 3 years of dating, he still manages to surprise me with how smart/funny/annoying/loving/sweet//vulnerable he can be. I'm excited to start the rest of my life with him... But that got me thinking about what happened in my life to bring me to where I am today. So I'm going to start a new series: Great loves (and the not-so-great ones too) ***************************************************************** 1986, Aged 6: His name was Joe. He was probably the most popular boy in my class. He had curly dirty-blonde hair and a ThunderCats backpack. Even our teacher knew we were an item. He would pair us up when our class lined up to go on field trips to the community centre skating rink. I chased him around during recess and gave him a kiss on the cheek. I don't think he was able to handle the commitment. A week later, he was hanging out with other girls. He didn't even have the decency to tell me it was over. To be continued... Labels: Great Loves, Timelines posted by Jenn | 7:59 AM | |
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