I received this story via E-mail last night with a side note attached...
"please post this on your blog at your earliest possible convenience as it is far too long to post as a comment in your last - - Thanking you in advance, XXXX"
It looked to be like any other Internet connection. A smile arrived in my inbox. We exchanged a few semi-witty emails. We rolled over to chat on instant messenger. We even had a couple of phone conversations. It was our time spent on the phone, talking about family life, past dating experiences and strange objects found in our fridge that really changed things for me, though. It was there that the real romance began…
We both had busy schedules. I worked all day and she spent long hours at night in the school lab, pressing her education to the limits as she fought to find a cure for cancer. Her passion inspired me. When she spoke of it, a feeling washed over me and I began to see life as something bigger than the bubble I was living in. I saw life as more important than the sum of evenings spent out at the clubs, flirting with strangers and quaffing adult beverages. The power of working for a greater good became very real and I wanted to be a better person from just a handful of phone conversations. We agreed to meet, but then something happened. I’m not sure if she met someone, if I messed up somehow, or her previous love was back in her life, but the day before we were to finally connect, she dropped off the radar.
The series of chats we have will be hard for me to forget. It’s a love story that is sad for me to tell. Even though we never connected, the feelings were genuine and they have left their mark on my life. I’ll always remember the girl that made me want more in life than just another date… :(
My friends have told me that you shouldn't worry XXXX, there are plenty of other fish in the sea.
I hate that saying. It is a saying that people use to try and help someone rebound. Emotional pain is probably the worst pain known to humans. It's hard to recover, but most do in time. I
have known "fishermen" that have given up on "fishing" just because one got away. Blogger, I know you have dealt with many of life's issues that were thrust upon you, I only wish I were as strong as you.
I'm making up my own saying, "there are plenty of fish in the sea to meet me halfway." Meaning, I'll drop my hook into the water, but it's up to fish to do the rest.
With thanks,
XXXX
Thank you for sharing your story with us, XXXX. I know it must be rough on you. Losing love is never easy.
The good news is, XXXX... I may be able to help you out.
Shockingly, XXXX... the vast majority of what men naturally do after a breakup actually ensures they will never get back together with their ex girlfriend.
Are you XXXX, or anyone reading this, guilty of the below?
-Acting depressed so your ex girlfriend will feel bad for you and want you back out of pity?
-Telling your girlfriend you will change and that things will be different next time?
-Using phony, manipulative trickery such as guilt to bribe your ex girlfriend back to you?
-Futilely trying to reason, argue and use logic to persuade your ex girlfriend to come back to you?
LOL at that last one as women make decisions based on emotion and not logic. Were you guilty of that last one, XXXX?
You know where to find me, XXXX.
And remember,
Tomorrow is Another Day.
Monday, January 7, 2008
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24 comments:
vero i always wanted you, i just didn't want linda to know. you know how possessive she is. i am going to get to you before jack or todd. then i will sperm your chest and buttocks.
cuppajoe, i have always loved you too! Lets make this happen, screw Linda. I will dump all of the chat men for you, my sexy lil cocaine addict, or was it meth, oh who cares i love you!
mary, jerzzuy is a loser whu getz han outs. yuo neid a rocker like me! i can play the geetar and look like johny deep. pleezee take me back! :(
Paul is a balding Herman Munster look alike faggit. Get a job, get off welfare and get laid. Then again; even god can't work those miracles.
The life of a loser Paul is one lived in deception. You Paul, fake your way around life pretending to have substance and depth.
It’s a life devoid of meaning, so you Paul, find comfort in the knocking down of others you know to be on a higher plain of mentality and life. And for that, you will ever be forever......
......a loser.
You stalk around chat afraid to be alone even for a second, for solitude will only force you to see what your life has truly become......
...... a barren wasteland of a pitiful, pathetic existence who surrounds himself with other losers. You frolic around in idle, feeble minded thinking, promoting yourself as the hottest guy in chat, that’s what losers do.
Now you find yourself with company, because much like misery, losers love company too, and now you're starting to fool yourself into thinking you're something of a winner.
You and your sonner friends need to consider a life out of chat. Get a job, Paul. Wait you have one, and the starting date keeps getting postponed.
Why?
Isnt this about the 45th time Paul was getting a "job"? Kinda like him moving out on his own into an apartment.
I heart Paul.
I just purchased a Porsche Cayenne Turbo fully loaded for $89,500.00 w CA$H MONEY! :)
Flying to NY tomorrow morning to take delivery then I'm going to drive it home cross cunt-tree!
You faggits drive around town in your parents mazda 3s and toyota celicas or ride the bus w mary christine L-)
I'll be back next friday to son you losers to cide so don't worry! In the meantime, keep making fantasy puck trades and sharing transvestite porn links L-) you dregs to society =))
Enjoy chat! =)) =))
Grats baked! All that hard work..you deserve it man!
baked_trout going to pick up a Porsche in NY, aka, going to pick up his great aunt mertle at the bus-depot in an '87 pony =))
RIP sonners. Bill...still mowing lawns! No education, no job, no woman..nothing!. Bill jealous yet again.. hence his whine fest about Canadians beating his ass.
bill > cudafag
lol @ you piece of shit kanadians
L-)
Bill has nothing in life.. FACT! No proof. FACT!
In fact:Thornton> Americans. FACT! The cess pool, third world country that you call America. ha ha ha ha ha faggit!
sonners rule!
so if no one goes into chat anymore, does that mean that the 'sonners' have run out of people to 'son' and have started 'sonning' themselves? Appears that way with all the 'exposing' going on amongst 'sonners'.
how the 'mighty' have fallen.
The were never 'mighty' to start with. Just a bunch of mentally ill adults with no jobs, living off their parents, playing too much D and D...although they do have vivid imaginations...
who you calling a beauty queen you lint lickers!
soners own
dont hate respect the cru
It's okay to enter NHL:1 chat this Tuesday, chat scrap. BBQ at Jerzzzey's.
chaos!
yeah!
=))
hahahahahaha
Ginner exposed as "five4fighting"
Rofl!!!!!!!! =))
I new it all a long
I have decided to leave this cold cold world. Thats all i have to say about that. Good bye!
Right on Dean!! But please, before you go....convince Bill and Bradshaw to drink some of you purple kool-aid as well.
DEATH TO SONNERS!!!!!!
Sonners (suh·nĂ»rs) n.
is a pure-blooded pinoy. lazy blogger. mitsulancer fanatic. frustrated rockstar. console gamer. occasional drinker. geek. anti-religion. cynic. tech junkie. frequent smoker. stoic. sleep-deprived. resides in Antipolo. introvert. musical vampire. zit-faced. linux fanboy.
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