Well let me just start out telling you the beginning before i get to the problem. Well i have been with this guy for over three in half years. We met my freshmen year in the middle of December, we were just getting out for Christmas break. After the bell rang i decided to stay at the school to skateboard with my friends. (Back then i was a so called punk and kinda skater) I did not feel like going home because currently i was grounded at the time and so have for most of my life. :) well the guys where trying to teach me and i was kinda scared to get on the board. Then suddenly this guy name josh comes up and starts showing off his tricks. I saw him around school and i thought he was a jerk at first and him showing off his skills didn't help me thinking that way. He suddenly came up to me and introduced himself and i did the same. He asked me if i skated and i said I'm just learning, so he decided to help me. I finally got on the board after a few minutes but i had to hold on to him because otherwise i would of fallen. He was trying to teach me an ali ( not sure how to spell it) but you who skated before probably know what I'm talking about. Well the funny thing is i did so many other tricks like an ali-north and a kick flip, it was really funny because i had no idea what i was doing. Josh was actually impressed but he still wanted me to get the ali. After a while i finally got it, was not the prettiest thing in the world but i did it! i was very exciting! I started talking to josh and telling him thank you, that i really appreciate it. But while i was talking to him i realized he wasn't that bad of guy, in fact he was actually cute ( that's why i don't like judging people because they could be the total opposite then you think) Well after that day Josh and I became really good friends and i had the biggest crush on him, which was really funny. We hung out at school and sometimes out of school because to figure out he lived around the corner from me. After the months went by i started liking him more and more. I was to scared to tell him, thinking he would not feel the same but my cheering friends kept pushing me to tell him because i actually talked about him a lot. Well finally one day i got up the guts to tell him. He picked me up from tumbling class one night and i told him i had something to tell him. We were driving home and talking and it got the point to tell him. My nerves were going and i had butterflies in my stomach. So after a while of delaying it, it finally came out. He looked at me and laughed. It wasn't the answer i wanted but least it wasn't like are you serious look. I asked what was wrong and he just kept laughing. At this point i was kinda irritated. He finally said why did you not tell me and i just shrugged my shoulders. Well it turns out he's liked me since the first day he met me, about eight months ago. I was so relived. So about three weeks later he showed up at my practice with a dozen roses and asked me out. It was so cute and so ever since September 23, 2004 we haven't stopped talking to one another.
Well I'll continue the story another time... because it gives me something else to write about :)
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
3 comments:
Sarah! this is the cutest freakin story ever! I had no idea thats how you and Josh met! How are you two now by the way? I personally believe that ya'll will get married, in which case I better be a brides maid! I hope I see you tonight, I miss you so so much!
Hey Sarah,
You asked me what me made to come to Memphis and if I miss home.
I wanted to come to Memphis because of the great team, the hot weather, the nice coach and best scholarship. Other universities also asked me to come, such as Virginia tech and others, but on my recruiting trip I loved Memphis and I decided to come to this university. And, yes, I miss home!!! I miss my friends, my family, my girlfriend (which is a very tough topic), everything, but it is great here in Memphis and I have nice team mates. All in all, it was the right decision and I would do it again!
See you in class
How sweet!! The same sort of thing happened with my boyfriend and I. We talked almost everyday for about eight months and then I finally got the guts to tell him. It turns out that he liked me back, but couldn’t get the guts to tell me until two months later! Haha…but I suppose all is well that ends well.
Post a Comment