The guy of my dreams

The guy of my dreams
i never thought i would ever fall for anyone. especially this hard.i first met him in 7th grade. when his friend used to call me a "prostitute" but he was joking, of course. he lived a few houses away from my friend Ashley. first, he was dating this other girl. but i was over there one night when i was in 8th grade, and i was upstairs with him, alone with him in his room. he told me that he liked me and i was so excited, because he was so cute and everybody in school pretty much liked him. so we kissed, and then i left awhile after and went back to my friends house with her. eventually, he broke up with the other girl because he didn't really have feelings for her. eventually he moved kind of by my house. we were good friends up until the beginning of 9th grade, when he first asked me out. i said yes, of course. for our first date, we walked to Wendy's. not that romantic, i know.. but it's the thought that counts. we were very happy, until i found out that he was calling my friend some bad names and i was upset about it. so we broke up for a few weeks.. and i met another guy named Jordan and he met another girl named Laura. so we were with the other people until we started talking again.. and he told me he truly does love me. at this point, i didn't love him but i did still have feelings for him so i decided to give him another shot. we dated again until February, but i was so confused that i broke up with him because i liked someone else. which was very stupid of me because the other guy i liked didn't like me back. so when my friend got out of lockup, i didn't go see him that day because i had food poisoning. and he didn't go because he didn't have a ride. he called me that night, and asked if i had gone to see him and we started talking again like we used to. i was very happy and he came over to see me because i was really sick. he made me feel a lot better. after that, we kept meeting up at our other friend's house because he was on house arrest and couldn't go anywhere. i would flirt with him but i don't think he got the hint. I could tell he still loved me, but i knew he was scared that i would hurt him again. and i didn't want to hurt him either.one night in March, we were helping our friend Nick babysit his little cousin, and we just totally hit it off again, like we did in the first place. So eventually, I asked him back out. He said yes. I was incredibly happy and so was he, i could tell. the same night, my other two friends started going out too. and it ended up we had no place to stay so we stayed at my friend's aunt's house and all 4 of us had to sleep in the same bed. but we cuddled, and it didn't really matter. i realized how much that he truly means to me.we are still together to this day, we have been through ups and downs but i wouldn't have rather gone through it with anyone else. he has taught me so much and helped me through everything. i can't believe that i fell in love with him.. i'm just so glad that he feels the same way. and i hope that it stays that way. we plan on getting married and no one is going to stop us. i found true love when i was 15, and i'm proud of it! i've never felt this way about anyone else, and i never will. i have all i need.. all in him

Love Story (part 1)

It's a cold February night. People are bustling through the streets, either pulling up their coat collars or wrapping scarves around their necks, trying to stay warm.
It's so cold today.I'm standing at my window, looking at the people moving like little dots. Standing in a heated room, I'm beginning to pity those people. Why don't they go home? Do they plan on wandering until morning?
"Almost time to go home! My boyfriend must be going crazy." One of the nurses breathe a sign of relief. "Still needs to work overtime on Valentine's Day. It's so unfair!"
"You are fortunate." Another nurse says. "Some people don't have anyone waiting for them."
"You mean Dr. Shu?"Like Sherlock Holmes, my ears perk up when I hear my name."Do you remember how she lost control on this day last year?""Of course I do." A nurse shudders. "I've never seen Dr. Shu like that. Crying and yelling, like she was crazy."They are talking about how I was last year. They are correct. I was out of control, like they said."You can't blame Dr. Shu. If my boyfriend died in front of my eyes, I would probably go crazy as well.""Keep it down. She hasn't left work yet. She might hear you." The two nurses are too late. I heard the entire conversation through the canvas wall."Dr. Shu, what are you doing standing here?"
Just as I was deciding whether or not to reveal myself, another nurse exposed me. I awkwardly step out. The 2 nurses who discussed me start to blush. Their faces became redder than the bow on Valentine's Day chocolates.
"I'm waiting to go home." I pretend that I didn't hear anything."Dr. Shu, you must have gotten too involved in your work. It's already past time to go home. See you tomorrow. Happy Valentine's Day!" She waves goodbye.
"Happy Valentine's Day." I wave back and watch the 2 nurses hurry away.
That's fine. I was ready to go home anyway. Even though no lover is waitingfor me, at least there's a lazy cat waiting for me to feed.
After I come home, the first thing I do is feed the cat. I forgot when I first had the cat. Probably since last year's Valentine's Day. At that time, I was like an abandoned cat, with eyes filled with despair. Cats don't cry, I do. That's the only difference.
"Better drink all the milk or I'll skin you." I threatened the cat. Her name is Christine, my least favorite English name. I don't know why I named the cat Christine. Christine meowed once to let me know she heard me, but her eyes are complaining about my severity. Her eyes remind me of someone I used to know, standing in front of me with eyes of rebellions.
An year ago today, I had lunch with my boyfriend and took the opportunity to complain to him.
"Today is Valentine's Day. Why didn't you give me any flowers?"
He raised his eyebrow. "Why should I give you flowers? You are not my anyone."
"Then... you should at least give me a card!" I pouted my lips, hurt by his tone.
"I know, I know. After lunch, I'll send you an e-card."
E-card. That sounds so impersonal, but that's the way he is. "You have to e-mail it to me. I'll be waiting." I excitedly smiled and planned to sneak home after lunch to check e-mail. Even though he wouldn't use any romantic words, I still looked forward to the card.
"I can't stand you women. Why do you make such a big deal out of Valentine's Day??" He grumbled while eating his food. His comment induced me to fight with him again.
"You are not romantic at all!! Don't you watch any Japanese drama?"
"Japanese drama? I only watch Discovery Channel."
"Your life is so boring." I made a face at him. "One recent drama was really good. You should have watched it."
"What's that drama called?" He didn't believe in the love portrayed in TV and movies. He always thought they were lies.
"It's called 'Story of A Century'." I gladly answered.
"What kind of trashy plot did it have?"
"What do you mean trash?? Show some respect!" I was so angry. "That drama was very touching, and the theme song was beautiful as well. It's called 'Only Love', performed by Nana Mouskouri." I wonder if he knew who Nana was.
"Nana, I know her. A Greek singer with really expensive albums."
"Her voice is worth it." Even though I secretly agreed with him, I couldn't bring myself to admit it.
"Whatever." He glanced at his watch. "I'll give you 5 minutes to tell me the plot. After that, I'm leaving."
I tried hard to explain 6 hours worth of story in just 5 minutes. The drama portrayed the love stories of 3 generations of women spanning 100 years, from 1901 to 2000. Each generation was portrayed by the same actress. The story was tear-jerking.
"What's so touching about it?" He asked, after listening to the story.
"Don't you think each generation's story is wonderful? If I have such great screen writing ability, I wouldn't be a doctor anymore. I would become a screenwriter."
"If you become a screenwriter, I bet no one would watch the show. The TV station can go out of business." He quickly interjected.
"I'm going back to work. Hurry and send me the card!" I was so mad that I went home immediately, not even finishing my coffee.
As soon as I walked in my door, I turned on my computer and go online.

First Love

It's been so many years now. Actually, I have never thought that it was serious. Merely a puppy love. He is a childhood friend. We used to be paired. I got a crush on him and I think he's also attracted w/ me. I was beautiful, he's cute. But hormones changed. Pimples, blackheads, etc surfaces. Pity on me. I lost my smooth skin, my hair become dry. But he remains the same. Only that, he really don't have the height. So as expected, he lost interest on me and he started getting into relationships. Until I have received this news, he got her gf pregnant. I cried... a lot, so hard.. But after that, I moved on. But have I really moved on? He still have the same effect on me. Whenever I see him, my knees get weak. I can't meet his eyes. Afraid that he'll see my real feelings? And now that I'm already married, whenever me and my husband will go through bad times, I can't help but fall into thinking, what if it has been him? We could have a real happy life. Because I know, I'll really take good care of him. Because he is my first love. And first love never dies.

"Two households, both alike in dignity, In fair Verona where we lay our scene, From ancient grudge break to new mutiny, Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean. From forth the fatal loins of these two foes A pair of star-crossed lovers take their life; Whose misadventured piteous overthrows Doth with their death bury their parents' strife. The fearful passage of the death marked love, And the continuance of their parents' rage, Which, but their children's end, naught could remove, Is now the two hours' traffic of our stage; The which if you with patient ears attend, What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend."

What is love

I want to get people thinking about love.
I believe that the more we understand how we love the more we will be able to obtain the type of love we desire and be loved in the way that we deserve.
What Is Love? Stories is not about romance; it does not exclude romance, but the objective is to stretch our ideas of love beyond what we see in the media and what we can experience in our every day lives. It is about giving a voice to every person who has a thought about love and everyone who wants to share their story. To understand love through the eyes of an elderly man who never felt love; a child feeling puppy love for the first time; a young man with Down Syndrome; a wealthy business woman; an exotic dancer--every angle will bring us closer to understanding the most subjective topic on the planet.
I want to seek out every love story, both romantic and raw. I want to hear every definition no matter how unappetizing or how different. This website asks one little question with no one or right answer.

Famous quote about love

One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life: That word is love." - Sophocles
"Attention is the most basic form of love; through it we bless and are blessed." - John Tarrant
"We love because it's the only true adventur"Love is like quicksilver in the hand. Leave the fingers open and it stays. Clutch it, and it darts away." - Dorothy Parker
"Love is friendship set on fire." - unknown
"Love is an ideal thing, marriage a real thing." - Goethe
"To be in love is merely to be in a state of perceptual anesthesia." - H.L. Mencken
"Love is everything it's cracked up to be. That's why people are so cynical about it...It really is worth fighting for, risking everything for. And the trouble is, if you don't risk everything, you risk even more." - Erica Jong
"Sometimes love is stronger than a man's convictions." - Isaac Bashevis Singer
"Love is the master key that opens the gates of happiness." - Oliver Wendell Holmes
"Maybe love is like luck. You have to go all the way to find it." - Robert Mitchum
"Love stretches your heart and makes you big inside." - Margaret Walker
"Love has no awareness of merit or demerit; it has no scale... Love loves; this is its nature." - Howard Thurman
"Love is like war: Easy to begin but hard to end." - Anonymous
"Love consists in this, that two solitudes protect and touch and greet each other." - Rainer Maria Rilke
"Where love is, no room is too small." - Talmud
"Loves makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place." - Zora Neale Hurston
"Love is the irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired." - Mark Twain
"Love is more than three words mumbled before bedtime. Love is sustained by action, a pattern of devotion in the things we do for each other every day." - Nicholas Sparks
"To love is to receive a glimpse of heaven." - Karen Sunde
"A love song is just a caress set to music." - Sigmund Romberg
"Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit." - Peter Ustinov
"Love is like a violin. The music may stop now and then, but the strings remain forever." - unknown
"Love is the only sane and satisfactory answer to the problem of human existence." - Erich Fromm
"In the final analysis, love is the only reflection of man's worth." - Bill Wundram, Iowa Quad Cities Times
"Love doesn't make the world go round, love is what makes the ride worthwhile." - Elizabeth Browning
"Oh, life is a glorious cycle of song, A medley of extemporanea; And love is a thing that can never go wrong; And I am Marie of Roumania." - Dorothy Parker
"To love is to suffer. To avoid suffering one must not love. But then one suffers from not loving. Therefore to love is to suffer, not to love is to suffer. To suffer is to suffer. To be happy is to love. To be happy then is to suffer. But suffering makes one unhappy. Therefore, to be unhappy one must love, or love to suffer, or suffer from too much happiness. I hope you're getting this down." - Woody Allen, e." - Nikki Giovanni