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六合大全香港马报网址 “I Like Like You”

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While I’m stalling on the invitation reveal,六合大全香港马报网址, I figure it’s time to share another Ted Mosby style story.

A long, long time ago, when I was just a little baby blogger bee here at the hive, I told you the story of how we met. And I told you how we got to know each other over that summer way back in 2005. I was living on campus and spent most of my free time hanging out with a group of friends at the school’s radio station. I know this sounds weird, but the station was outfitted with a few computers, a TV, and even a couch. It was almost like a mini student lounge area. Almost. My group would hang out there all night long, often until the wee hours of the morning, watching movies and goofing off.

Mr. Coyote was part of this group and as the days went by I found myself developing a little crush on him. I started to wonder, “Does this guy like me? I think he likes me. No, no. I don’t think he likes me. I think he just wants to be friends.” Turns out Mr. Coyote was having the same exact thoughts about me. And because we were both way too shy and awkward to bust-a-move, I had pretty much resigned myself to the fact that he just wanted to be friends.

Mr. Coyote and me hanging out (in the middle of the night, as usual). That’s my “yeah, it’s totally cool, we are just friends” face. And that’s how Mr. Coyote looks all the time.

Hanging out in a group meant that neither of us was able to really explore these feelings or find out how the other person felt. Because Mr. Coyote was desperately trying to find a private moment alone with me, and because I was just happy to spend time with him (whether in a group or solo), it quickly became a competition of who could stay up later. As our friends would one by one say goodnight and start to head home, Mr. Coyote and I would proclaim that we weren’t tired yet and wait for everyone else to leave.

Oh sure, I’m smiling here, but I’m really just wishing you guys would all go home so I can spend some QT with Mr. Coyote!

This is how I really got to know Mr. Coyote. I lived for those stolen moments at three and four and, yes, sometimes even five in morning. Now before you get any ideas, you should know that this was strictly platonic. We would talk all night, Mr. Coyote would walk me back to my dorm, say goodnight, and then go home. Nothing ever happened. Not even a peck on the cheek. Now, Mr. Coyote tells me that he was just trying to be a gentleman, but I mistook his chivalry for indifference. I desperately tried not to get my hopes up and continued to tell myself that he just wanted to be friends.

Then, late one night at the end of June, Mr. Coyote and I once again found ourselves alone in the radio station. I was taking summer courses that started at 9 AM, and even though I had still managed to stay out later than all of our friends, by four in the morning I was ready to head back to my dorm and sneak in a few hours of sleep before my class. But on this particular night,东方心经玄机, the quiet, shy Mr. Coyote was feeling particularly loquacious.

The minutes ticked by and soon it was almost five o’clock in the morning. I had already mentioned a few times that I had an early morning class and really needed to get going, but Mr. Coyote completely ignored me and kept right on talking. Eventually I even stood up and began walking to the door, explaining that I was utterly exhausted and that I would see him tomorrow. And yet, he refused to acknowledge me and continued to babble.

At this point I started to get angry. I mean really, what the hell was wrong with this guy?? I was exhausted and had to wake up in less than four hours to go to class! Why wouldn’t he let me leave? I began to tap my foot impatiently and tried to interrupt to tell him I was really leaving this time, when suddenly he blurted out, “I like like you.”

And I was stunned. Cranky Miss Coyote here did not realize that he was stalling. Stalling because he liked me. No wait, he didn’t like me. He like liked me. And that’s not a typo. Everyone knows that when you say a word twice it gives it so much more meaning.

We super like each other. Can’t you tell??

And so, in June 2005, at 5:30 in the morning, I sat myself back down on that couch and told Mr. Coyote that I like liked him, too. And exactly seven years after that fateful night (morning?), Mr. Coyote and I will stand up in front of all our family and friends to tell them exactly how much we “like like” each other.

And that, my friends, is the very, very long version of how Mr. Coyote and I chose our wedding date and each other.

Does your wedding date have any special meaning behind it?

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