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[sbias]

You know I was reading Sunshine's post, about her sore throat, and seeing her words frightened me just a tad, I can remember all too well watching expire dates, and getting a cold and feeling ill. Sooooooooo I thought about this board and decided we try something else, just an idea I have, I really liked the who are you post, cause Emet never really came up. So how about we tell a story in here, something about us, or happened to us that made us really happy. Something that didn't involve emet, or anything that deals with V*, or things like that something that would make people smile!!!!!!! I thought it would be great, great accomplishment, meeting a significant other, something romantic, or really really funny?


I'll start in my next post.


Edited by: sbias

[sbias]

Ok Ok I am doing this one for Sunshine, since it made her smile so much, and I am more than sure Jenneh will love this one.


I am 31 years old on Friday, so my memory isn't that great and this story is pretty long. So grab a coke, and get ready to make serious fun of me.


My future wife lived three doors down from me, she was the prettiest lady I had ever seen, blonde hair, blue eyed doll baby, is the way I always remembered her. I was always the class clown, cracking jokes, making light of eveything, and one day on the bus ride home from school, I am on a roll. So I turn to Rachel and say, "You know we should go to a movie sometime!" Without a pause she blurts out sure! At the time we are 14 years old. We started dating and I did everything everyday to make her laugh.


We were a little puppy love couple, and man was I smitten. I just had problems expressing that I was totally infatuated with her, instead of hanging out with my friends, or doing anything else I wanted to be around her constantly. So the relationship goes strong and lets flash forward to when we are almost 17. Somehow the big S comes up (and if you don't understand what I mean you should stop reading now.) Her parents are leaving for the weekend, and she asks if I want to stay with her Friday night. (As Sunshine16 put it OH LA LA.)


Here is where the problem started she starts talking dirty to me, when she suggested this big FRIDAY night, she is telling me all these things that are gonna happen, and just talking up a serious storm. At that point the way she is talking to me, I am sure she has done this before, and the old self-worth kicks in. "What if I stink?", "Almost three years, she's probably expecting alot." I know what your thinking, you worry to much... Well yes YES I DO.


So Friday comes, and I am totally nervous, I had never done anything like this before, yeah in the realtionship we had the kissy kissy, touchy moments, but never the BIG S, so I am torn apart, that day at school, she starts her little filthy talk, which sends me in to full on panic mode. That night I tell my family I am staying at my friend Brad's home, and I sneak over to her house.


We eat, watch a little tv, and then she starts leading me upstairs, and what is she doing? But talking filthy. So I am just a wreck, we get up there, and the kissy kissy moments start, we continue further till the BIG S is moments away, and I hop up.... Yes you read right I HOPPED UP, and said, "We need to talk."


She looks at me and says "Yes we do, you go first." She has a shocked look on her face. So I am standing there in her bedroom in my birthday suit, pacing at the foot of her bed, and I just start to ramble. My wife when she thinks back on this story tells me, that this is the most romantic thing she has ever seen or heard of, I personally think I am a big old dork, but this is almost word for word whatmy wife and Ican remember that I said.


"Rachel, I am crazy about you, and this is my first time, listening to you talk over the last week, I can tell you have done this before, but I don't want the relationship to be like this, it's not about this. I am so in love with you, and this is killing me, one day I am gonna marry you, and this is a big step, I'm just really tore up, I don't have a damned clue about what I am doing, I don't know what to say or how to act, or what you like,and well Rachel I just wanted this to be perfect."


I finally look up at her, and she has her hand over her mouth, the reason she has her hand over her mouth? She's laughing!!!!! Now at this point I am thinking, "YOU MORON!!!YOU JUST LOST HER!", my heart is about to break.


"Why....Are you laughing at me????" I said confused, and hurt.


"Well Stephen I was about to tell you that I trust you completely and be gentle this is my first time."








The reason she was tal

[x hannah x]

Awww that is the sweetest little story! I can't think of one of my own at the moment... Maybe one will come to me...

[sbias]

Sweet???? Thats what Sunshine said, I thought I looked like a giant goon, maybe my wife was right it was sweet.


Hold on let me check (Pulls out married for dummies handbook) Yup sez right here the wife is always right.[img]smileys/smilies_03.gif[/img]

[kentuckygalrk]

Aw... that was so sweet!!!!!!


I have a couple... they're shorter... I don't know if it's necessarily things that made me extremely happy or anything... but it was just times when I felt really loved, or needed, or just good about my life.


First of all, I've always loved kids and babysitting and there are two kids in particular that I just adore, the little boy, Conor,is 5 and the little girl, Annais 3 and I've been babysitting them both since the little girl was about 6 weeks old, but I've known there family since I was about 7. I remember one particular night not very long ago when we'd all curled up on the couch together and watched a movie. Afterwards I took Conor to his room and tucked him in and he gave me a big hug and said goodnight and as I was leaving the room he said "I love you Rachel"... in the sweetest, most innocent little boy voice ever. My heart just melted and I told him I loved him too. Then I took Anna into her room and sat down with her in the rocking chair with the lights dimmed and sang her favorite bedtime song "House on Pooh Corner" as we cuddled together and rocked. As she fell asleep there in my arms, holding my finger in her hand I realized how beautiful little children really are. I realized how wonderful it must be to live in that world where nothing matters but playing and laughing and beingrocked to sleep to your favorite song.In her mind, there's no death, no disease, no murder, no war... justacurly headed little girland the peoplewholove her. It just made me realize how lucky we all are that we get the chance to experience this life and for moments, brief as they may be, we are sometimes lucky enough to see things through the eyes of a child again.


The second is that a couple of weeks ago I was having a really rough time, just down in the dumps and all. Only one person at work knows about my problems with depression and whatnot (he's experienced some too)and he's prob. my best friend there because he understands me, we've adopted each other as brother and sister. He knew I wasn't doing well and instead of pressing the issue or trying to convince me I needed to talk (which I really don't like doing because I always cry), he just came up to me without me ever saying I wasn't doing well (he just knew)and put his arm around me and told me hedidn't want to bother me, but if I needed anything at all he was there for me. Later that day I went to say goodbye to him because I was leaving on my trip the next day and wouldn't see himfor a couple of weeks and I was having a really hard time not crying and I know he could tell. He hugged me andtold me to feel better and have fun and all, but the thing that got me was when I was walking away he said, "Hey Rache"... and when I turned to say what he said "I love you" and he was almost crying himself. It just really hit me... it's not often that people say I love you anyway, none of us really throw around that phrase unless we really mean it, and notlike that... just at the right time whenI wasso close to the edge. I know that's not the peppiest of stories... but it made me feel so good and he's a truly great friend... I can honestly say I love him too.


~Rachel

[sbias]

"I know that's not the peppiest of stories..."


Hell that pepped me up, and I had lost faith in people. [img]smileys/smilies_01.gif[/img]It's nice to know that decent and honest people are out there. Thank you for sharing Rachel. That was great, and was just the idea I had when I started this thread.

[Babydoll]

a happy moment for me was one day i was sowking in tim hortons as a struggling student ( a donut shop) making minuim wage and doing the crappiest stuff, having a really bad day.


I waited on a customer, an old lady I didnt know, about 70 or 80, and we chatted while i made her a sandwich. I explained I was in university and I loved it and what job i wanted and everything. she was so sweet.


about 10 minutes later, the lady came back up ( i thought she was going to yell at me for somethign wrong with her food, as I got yelled at several times that day) and instead she smiled at me, and handed me a 10 dollar bill. she said," put this in your university account, and don't tell any of your co workers. I dont want it going to the rest of the crew when you split up your tips."getting a 10 dollar tip is unheard of. we usually get 25 cents or something.


her words meant so much to me, it gave me faith that people belived in me again, that there were still people who cared about me. I'll always remember her. was the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me.

[kentuckygalrk]

Aw, that was really sweet too babydoll...


I really think that everyone should work either in a restuarant or in retail at some point in their lifetime. I think it would really make it so much easier for everyone else. I'm amazed that people can come into the dept. store I work at and just toss clothing about like it's nothing.. and it's NOT that hard to refold something. Or they complain because they have to wait five minutes. Then there are the occasional refreshing customers that make it all worth while... like the lady who gave you the tip. They come in smiling and if they have to wait they say it's okay they don't mind... they carry on conversations with you and talk to you like you're an actual human being and not just some poor college kid working there to pay for school who doesn't deserve the time of day. It really does make it all worth it :0)

[crazybeautiful]

Yup. I work at a restaurant, and I've seen and served pretty much every type of customor you can imagine. Good and bad.


I can't agree more, we are more than students!!! We like when you're friendly towards us! Good thread we have going here...I'll have to add something later!

[sarahx]

sbias... that was a lovely story!!! How cute!!!


Im trying to think of something but... my minds gone blank... its fll of emet type stuff at the mo.. grrrrr


Sarah xxx

[izzybee]

Those are really good stories.


Most of my happy moments are when I concquer emet - but I do, despite my depression, have a few good moments.


My first happened last month. As you know I am very musical and sit loads of music exams on the flute, well it got to a stage where I was going to skip a few grades and take the higher exam, however I needed to pass a music theory exam before I could do this. I sat my first attemp at this exam in the summer of 2002, I failed! So for the past 2 years I have been working on my theory and then failing my exam. 5 times in total. Anyway I sat another theory exam 2 months ago and finally passed on my 6th attempt! I am still so happy about it! And, as I've had 2 years to practise - I'm taking my grade 8 in november - I hope I pass and get it before 16!!


urm.... I'm also really happy when I'm in a play. I love the social side to it, and getitng to know people while doing something you love. I dont know what I like so much about acting. Maybe its because its an escape from me and I can focus on another person or character. I love on the opening night where all the hard work you have put in is out to the test and you feel so great and 'alive' after a performance - I really cant describe the feeling, but its like when you just cant stop smiling! I'm hoping to get into the national youth theatre this year so I can do some semi-preofessional work in london - I'l be smiling even more then!


urm... what else. I also love teaching lttle kids to trampoline. They are sooooo sweet! Especially when you get a little 3 year old to teach. aww. Even though I have a social phobia, I can interact with children alot better than people my age or older. But its really nice when people run up to you and say hello at trampolining - its very rewarding.


its nice to be happy!

[jazz]

I've worked as a waitress, you see all sorts of characters. ie)
"The lamb's cold "
It is these type of experiences which melt our hearts though! I remember a lady popping a quid into my hand as she was leaving the door, and saying " that's for you." i thought that this was such a sweet gesture, and it made me think how much i appreciate people like her!