| Dec 5, 2008 @ 2:30 PM |
Missed (Romance) Connection Stories
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DisAsianGuy
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Man I love reading those on craigslist (No, I'm not some weirdo who do personal ads on craigslist). After reading a recently started thread (that's purpose was to commercialize a website), I was wondering if anyone was willing to share a story or two about a missed connections of theirs.
I would especially love to hear some of these stories from the older members of MD, I'm sure they have quite a few humorous one. Maybe this shoulda been one of my blogs? Ah, but I wanted to hear the wonderful stories of MD members!
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I've always wanted to post this one on craigslist, haha, but gawd forbids she sees it or her friend that I still see at school sees it .... I would shoot myself then ;p
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It was my first semester in the local community college. We had a class together. I still remembered the first time you talked to me; tapped my shoulder and said "Here's the roll sheet Cheng". Blue eyes, red hair, staring me in the eye at such distance, almost made me flinch out of amazement.
The second time you talked to me was when I was walking out of campus. You were sitting down on a bench next to the library. You called me out and started conversing with me. I didn't know what to do, I don't like loud conversations in public but I didn't want to seem rude.
For some reasons you were always a few minutes early to class to wait outside the room. Every time we find ourselves there together, I would always enjoy the conversation. Strangely, I found myself coming to class earlier and earlier to await our conversations.
One day after class, I left to the library and sat in my corner. Busted out my laptop for entertainment to wait for my ride. You and your friend came in and suprised, took me to the parking lot. At last you said you needed a partner to dance with for the upcoming project, knew that if you dragged me this far already I wouldn't back down. How right you were but wrong too, for my Asian courtesy would not allow me to decline but my horrible dancing skills would impede your progress.
So for two weeks we would practice, sometimes at your truck sometimes outside the third floor where our class was being held. After class you would come find me and take me to the parking lot with your friend. Put your deck in your truck and cranked up the music. I found it absolutely refreshing. Maybe it was the cultural exchange, but I loved listening to your country song and hearing stories about your goat farm. Mostly though, I loved see two petite white girl one red headed and one blonde dance their ass off.
You were doing the project on the Swing Era and wanted to demonstrate it to the class. God knows how embarrasing that would be for a shy Asian guy like me. Short and geeky asian guy dancing with a petite taller Caucasian girl, something about that picture just isn't quite right.
You tried to teach me to whirl you, I failed miserably. You tried to whirl me, that failed miserably. You tried to teach me steps, my insecure Asian body can't move to the rythm. Finally you and your friends gave up, you decided to do it girl on girl with your friends. It was a relief for me, I can't dance for shit let alone dance in front of the class with such a person as you.
I remember not long after the dancing experiments, one day you came to where I usually sat at my loner self in the corner. You asked me to help you practice your speech in which you are the winner for (or last competing) a scholarship. We left the library to the big gold fish pond (koi pond?) at the center of our school. It was cold I had no jacket, you were in a sweater that made you look so naturally beautiful. I pretended to be looking at you while you gave your speech over and over but really I was just checking every inch of your body out.
Maybe I was mislead but it seemed you had the speech perfectly by yourself. Practice was brief, maybe half an hour? Then we just sat next to each other in the cold conversing. I still remember what you said that time. You looked at me in the eye, stuck your tounge out in a smile, and said.
You - "I'm going to ask you something"
Me - "Uh .... okay"
You - "Don't worry it's not perverted. If you were to have your dick removed, would you have it bitten off, chopped off, or blown up."
Me - "Uh ..... I think I would rather have it surgically removed."
You laughed and called your friend on the your cell phone to tell her, I really didn't think it was that funny.
Our last day in class when we had the party and I finished eating. I worked up the nerve to come up to you and give you a hug. Really I was going for your number but bailed. You were a high school senior taking college courses after school. I don't see you around campus anymore, most likely you went to another school after graduation.
Maybe I misinterpreted the situation, maybe it was platonic. If not and you see this, get back at me, which school what class what professor, what did you do your speech on for the scholarship contest.
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There it's off my chest, *whew* now I don't have to worry about posting it on criagslist and worrying she or her friends might find it and laugh their ass off at me. 
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