Michael had me write the story of our meeting and things about us this week for a secret project of his. I am not sure what it is for but I thought that I would share with you all the story of how we met. This is the shortened version for your reading pleasure (as the long one would take forever to write) Enjoy.
The story of us:
- met on the largefriends internet dating site
- Michael messaged me in december and I didn't reply until mid february
- I had a few bad experiences talking to guys from dating sites, found that most were pervy old men looking for some action. So I was aprehensive about talking to anyone else
- Talked for the first time online on feb 14 2007. I was still at school in north bay to become a teacher and michael was in his first year at niagara for broadcasting.
- The first time we talked he was upset because he had asked a girl that he liked to go on a date with him for valentines day and she said no. So I consoled him and we talked for hours.
- Michael was the first guy that I talked on the phone with that I had met online.
- My roomates and I would sit in the livingroom with our laptops and do our homework all in the same room but they didn't know that I was talking to anyone online and they knew nothing about michael. I didn't want to make a big deal of anything unless it turned into a big deal.
- We talked for a month before I was able to meet him
first meeting
- we arranged for me to come and meet him at his dorm in niagara.
- I called when I got to the dorm and michael, and his two friends Craig and Leslie met us outside. All I saw was this big guy with red hair walking towards me laughing with his buddies.
- I had to pee soooooo bad so they all walked me to michael's dorm and I went into the washroom right away. All I could hear was his friend Craig saying SCHWING!!! like from wayne's world and I could hear every word that they said.
- Leslie, craig, michael and I decided to go to the casino. I won 50 bucks on slots and craig won 150 which he gave to michael for him to get a tattoo the next day. Before we got into the casino craig (who has irritable bowel syndrome and the hairiest ass I have ever seen) let a whopper of a fart rip in my car and then locked it in while we were in the casino without us knowing. When we got back to the car and got in we all nearly puked and ran out of the car. Still to this day people say that my car smells like dirty farts.
- Michael got a tattoo that weekend. I was being playful and threw a balled up piece of paper across the room and it hit his newly tatted arm. He screamed like a baby.
- I was only supposed to stay 3-4 days I stayed for my whole reading week.