From: eagle@garfield.catt.ncsu.edu (Daniel L'Hommedieu)
Newsgroups: soc.singles,alt.romance
Subject: Re: Where did you meet your SO?
Date: 7 Jan 93 05:36:37 GMT
Organization: Computer and Technologies Theme Program, NCSU, Raleigh

I'm sure some of you have heard, but I'll tell again anyway.  I love
this story.

I met my current girlfriend (of just under six months) at a swim party
of the church college group.  I saw a friend walking up, but noticed
that below the brush there was another pair of legs walking with her.  I
wondered who it was.  When Stephanie (the friend) and her friend rounded
the corner, I could not take my eyes off this most beautiful creation of
God.  I could not wait to meet this young lady.  As Stephanie was
introducing her friend as her younger sister, I began to wonder how
young she was; Stephanie looks to be about 17 (indeed, she is 22).  As
it turns out, Melissa was 21, my age at the time.

That was Saturday evening.  After the swim party, I invited Melissa,
Stephanie, and David (a mutual friend) over for a movie.  Despite that
my family had gone to bed, they all decided to come.  I wanted to ask
for her phone number so badly.  But I was too shy.  Sunday came and we
were all at church.  I didn't ask for her number then, either--I decided
to ask that night.  I was devastated when she did not come that evening,
so I had another girl in the college group call me with Melissa's phone
number.  As it turned out, she was on the volleyball team at her previous
church, and they played Sunday evenings.

Our first date was on the Thursday after the Saturday we met.  Why
Thursday?  Well, she was working when I called Monday; I left a message
not expecting a call return.  When she called me Tuesday, I was at the
mall, and she was so nervous to leave a message (I had been certain to
have my sister take messages for all calls).  I returned the call and we
talked for probably an hour and a half (which is still not uncommon!).
About 45 minutes into the call, I asked her out.  I couldn't do anything
Wednesday, and she was busy Friday.  So, the choice was Thursday or
Saturday.  Hey, I'm not stupid--I figured that if we had a good date
Thursday, we could do something again Saturday.  Guess what...I was
right: after our first date, she asked ME out for the second!
(Actually, I told her that I would just see her Sunday, unless she
called me before then.  She said something like, "well, we can do
something Saturday if you like."  WOW--adrenaline flowed!)

Nine days from now will be our six-month anniversary, and I won't say
that it's all been sunny, no clouds.  There's been a few times that I
thought I might lose her, but all we had to do was talk.  I'm very big
on talking, and she is too, and wow...if our parents only knew the
things we have talked about...

It has been six months, and I'm still as crazy over her as the day we
met.  I hope that six months from now, six years from now, I will still
be as crazy for her.

Wow...I have written enough for now.  I'm going to bed.

Daniel
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Daniel L'Hommedieu / Junior, CSC Depatment, NCSU / eagle@catt.ncsu.edu
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