....what ever happened to your first "crush"? Or maybe it was a recent crush? What could have been?
My first crush (that I can remember, anyway)... oh boy... I think the last time I thought about her was in 2nd grade. We rode the bus together when I was in 1st grade. As I recall, she had blond hair and was two years older than me.
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How far back counts? Grade School? Junior High? High School?
1st real crush I can remember was Rosina Boedecker in 4rth grade. I had heard the term "going steady" on Happy Days, but the concept of going "steady" didn't make sense to me, so I always thought it was "going study"...since they were in high school on the show.
So one day when the teacher told us we were having a spelling test the next day, I asked Rosina if she wanted to "go study" (the spelling test) with me. She said NO.
Thus started my shyness toward girls over fear of rejection.
As a matter of fact, she was working at Walmart last time I saw her.
But the crush was back in kindergarten.
Second crush (middle school): married, probably at least one kid now. We were just friends until we went our separate ways after high school. I haven't seen here since.
I don't wonder in the least about what happened to my very first crush, and I am greatly relieved that what could have been didn't, given his track record with ex-wives and abandoned children.
But it was a most excellent crush.
"Real wars of words are harder to win. They require thought, insight, precision, articulation, knowledge, and experience. They require the humility to admit when you are wrong. They recognize that the dialectic is not about making us look at you, but about us all looking together for the truth."
My first crush in 7th grade got real huge by college freshman year. He really ballooned out. He used to be the type that had that GQ look to him. Then all of a sudden it seemed he didn't take care of himself. I felt sorry for him. How can people not care about themselves?
My first crush? Annie Kroeker? She was my age, but her 2-year-older brother Jon was my best friend. We moved from that town right after my 3rd grade year. Her, my friend Jon, and his friend Jason stole a car right before we moved. So she was just out of third grade. Jason and Jon were just out of 5th.
Never did find out what happened to ANY of them. I know nothing about any kids I knew back in Nebraska, except that my other good friend, Bryan, died in a rock climbing accident in the mid 90's. I think he was 14 or 15.
I had a few other crushes, but I was the kind of guy who, once I figured out how F'd up these girls were that I had the hots for, would avoid them like the plague. Only two of them ever got to the "let's catch a movie" phase, and I'd hardly consider that dating. I actually married my first real girlfriend.
probably more than i shouldOriginally Posted by Siu Blue Wind
Your exact opposite is the Televangelist.
Other personalities you would probably get along with are the Capitalist Pig, the Smartass, and the Sociopath.
Well, due to my screwed up schedule, recent events in my life and the stupid cat (hers, mine is the smart one) Chewing holes in the brand new tubing for my CPAP machine I've been experiencing even more sleep deprivation. Consequently when I finally fell asleep at 9am Monday I was having some crazy REM rebound. Vivid dreams of sitting down at the table talking with my first girlfriend. we dated from the age of 16-20 and grew a lot together. We grew a lot apart too and we both made mistakes. The last time we talked (almost 2 years ago) I was a complete buttface. I told her she should delete my number from her phone and that I was finally getting my life together and we probably shouldn't talk anymore. I've held onto a bit of guilt since then because of what I said and how I said it. The problem with REM rebound is the dreams feel so real and sometimes it's hard to tell what is real and what was a dream. I know what would have happened if we would have stayed together. Her crazy *** toting alcoholic father who got so drunk he's pee himself on the couch would have finally followed through with his threats to shoot me because we would have probably had a screaming match about somthing stupid that didn't matter and she'd call him crying. The first 2 1/2 years of that relationship were absolutly wonderful. After that we were even able to be friends with really no problems. the mistake was giving it another try after 6 months or so.
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My family tree is full of nuts
potato chips have sharp edges..they are like little snowplows for your arteries
oh, and by the way. maybe this is a moment of self centered frustration and paranoia, but I can't help but think there's something up with this thread... I have a strange feeling I am going to learn a lot here.
My family tree is full of nuts
potato chips have sharp edges..they are like little snowplows for your arteries
My first crush was in grade 1, her name was Melissa. She graduated last year and now works at a gas station two towns over.
"the bus came by and I got on, that's when it all began...there was Cowboy Neal at the wheel of a bus to never-ever land."
Kind of a reverse crush story...
I was the quiet geeky kid in highschool (was? like I really changed? ), anyway I had this English Lit class where the teacher gave out one of Hamlet's soliloquies and asked us to rewrite it using our on words. Most of the students weren't able to decipher what the hell Hamlet was trying to say, much less being able to explain it. I noticed the teacher smiling as he sensed the frustration of the assignment. This has always been easy to me. So I wrote it out in like 5 minutes and gave it to him. I caught the teacher by surprise as he expected no one to really follow through and he praised me in front of the entire class.
What does this have to do with crushes? I saw this particular girl beaming at me completely impressed. It was a situation where I revealed there was more going on inside of me that I kept hidden away. Anyway, I never talked to her much after that until...
On Graduation Day all the boys and girls were on opposite sides of the football stadium and marched down to the center where a girl and boy matched up to escort each other to their seats. Guess who I ended up escorting...yeah, that girl...I didn't say anything...then she blurted out "I am glad it was YOU escorting me..."
Never talked to her, again...
...maybe the reason I understood Hamlet so well is because we have alot in common...
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Would you like a dream with that?
Don't remind me. Even today if I were to meet her I'd be all over her like stink on a monkey.
She was my neighbour, classmate, and good friend for most of my childhood. She was *amazing*.
I would guess she's found some fantastic man by now and had kiddies and stuff. Though given her streak of independence and enormous intellect I wouldn't be surprised if she was still single.
There are very few people I get the hots for. So when I do it's something pretty special. Sometimes I think I would have been better off with an ugly, stupid neighbour.
My childhood - 6 years of torture. And jr. high school was no better.
Her name was Vanessa...I still think of her often. Now she lives in your neck of the woods Siu. She was the sweetest, most beautiful woman I'd ever met. I wrote poetry for her...watched over her...kept her safe.(with her older brother in the house it was a party house...like animal house) I havent talked to her in 6 years but I know shes still there.
I havent forgotten
Aww, my first crush, her name was Orange & she was very tasty.
This question is why it is essential to attend your 10 Year High School Reunion.
Oh, how ten years can change (or not change) people you once knew and thought were the coolest cats and dreamiest chicks.
Wasn't my first crush, but one who "got away."
I started my last semester at university in August. I had broken up with my all-but-married boyfriend of 3.5 years (we'd known each other for 6 years) in May of the previous year while still in Belgium, but hadn't felt like dating again as I had been hoping for a reconciliation since returning from Belgium the previous August.
I met an interesting man about 3-4 years older than I in one of my classes. We were both non-traditional students with a little more life experience under our belts than many of our younger classmates. We just "clicked," and conversation was so easy, the shared interests and philosophies and sense of humor were there, and we spent a lot of time walking to classes and stopping off for coffee, never bored with each other's stories, dreams, and experiences. But I never made a move to become more intimate in spite of feeling very attracted to him, as I was still in the early stages of accepting the finality of my breakup. Besides, he didn't seem interested in being more than friends.
We were both graduating in December, and the day after I had finished my final exam in that class, a mutual friend and classmate asked if we'd started "seeing" each other. When I said no, she was nearly hysterical, "When you two are just standing there together talking, don't you see all that electricity? Everyone else does!" I was amazed, because that was the first time I realized that he was as attracted to me as I was to him (confirmed by our friend to whom he'd made that confession only days earlier). And I'd totally missed it, probably because I was still not yet over my all-but-married. By then, it was too late, and I lost touch with him.
Sometimes I wonder lately what happened to him, but I'm glad that we didn't start seeing each other. I met my husband the following semester when I went back into engineering, and we had 17 great years together.
What an interesting thread...
My first crush lasted a number of years, actually, from about 5th to 8th grade. I remember bumping into her very briefly at some high school event (we went to different schools) and we lost touch after that.
I tried googling her and nothing popped up. Oh well... It would be interesting to find out what she's up to these days...
"Unless he was racing there was no way he could match my speed."
I know what happened to him, he is doing very well, married, one kid and his wife and him are professionals.
we still talk and we are close friends.
It was for the best, he is difficult and so am I. We click very well as friends, not sure we would as partners and the crush has been long gone anyway.
it's nice to still have him in my life
I had a bunch of crushes in high school. I saw a lot of them at the last reunion last year. Most of them are still hot. Our class aged well!
My first crush was in kindergarten. Her name was Angie. She moved away during first grade the next year. We moved after third grade. I have no idea what's become of her, and haven't really thought much about it. I did get my name on the chalk board for hanky-panky with her, though. Always a lady's man!
Now that sounds like my all-but-married. We got back in touch 13 years after the breakup. He was going through a divorce from his wife of ten years, and I was with my husband, but we took the time to catch up on life. We realized that our close friendship was still there, but we had changed and gone in very different directions as far as our basic life philosophies. We acknowledged that, and are still friends seven years later. He is in his last year of residency as a psychiatrist, remarried over a year ago (ironically on my husband's birthday), and lives not too far away. He and his wife were very supportive of me when my husband died. I'm glad that someone I've known for over a quarter of a century is still a part of my life.Originally Posted by blonduathlongrl
^^ I agree, it feels nice to have someone remain in your life that has known you for so long
you become an open book but the feeling is calming sometimes as you dont always need to explain yourself.
I wonder sometimes if this is something women specific? It just seems like when I break up with someone she usually tries to "be friends" after. I've only ever successfully done that once, and that girl and I were friends for years before we dated. There was still a boat load of drama, and to be honest her husband (she married much later on) still isn't crazy about me being around, and I see his point.Originally Posted by blonduathlongrl
When I break up with someone I'm usually like "hey, I still really care about you and because of that I gotta go..." Maybe if both sides really and truly only have friendship interests will it work, but that seems pretty hard esp. if there was romantic involvement in the past? Cudos to those who've done it successfully...
First real crush was in 7th grade. Last I ever saw of her was at HS graduation. I check classmates once in a while and she has been put on the "trying to find" list by her best friend in HS. I guess she dropped off the face of the earth.