“It’s time to write your story.”
I stared at those words as I joined this site and laughed a bit. I don’t really have a story. I’m a twenty-one-year-old college graduate that is furthering her education in the fall. I grew up in a small town, never been any farther than the states surrounding mine, Georgia. But I am going to a bigger school, in the city, and I’m very excited. Nothing exciting has ever happened to me!
But a visit from a friend kind of sparked something that has spawned into something else that is kinda nice. A friend across the great big pond called the ocean, was chatting with me one day and inquired into my love life. She then introduced me to a really sweet guy we will call MJ. He is from England and he is everything I want in a guy. He is tall, dark (being Spanish and Indian mix), handsome, cutely chubby (friend’s words) and has the best personality ever. We have so much in common and have so far been communicating via Facebook—its useful for something!
I have never thought I would ever find someone that I had this much in common with. Someone that I could tell things to. It’s a wonderful feeling and I love it. The only problem would be the distance, and the fact that I have told only about two friends about this wonderful man. The long distance online dating thing would concern many people and I too was concerned at first, but I found it to be easier to talk to him and get to know him. I don’t have to impress him with my looks, although he has seen a picture and found it to be beautiful and yes I loved him saying that. It’s so nice to be able for someone to start liking me because my personality.
Yes, I know that he could be hiding things and such, but he has a good reference from my friend that wouldn’t set someone up with another unless she was trusting on both side. So I feel a bit honored that she would even consider me worthy enough to set up with someone that she cares about. But I’m getting away from myself. I tried telling one friend about him and she was very weird about it. She just said something about the long distance thing … nothing really else. Another friend was very supportive about him and wanted to know more. I feel like I can’t talk to my family or any other friends about it because he is all the way in England and the fact that he is Indian/ Spanish mix. I live in Georgia and was raised by my grandparents who are racist ... but wouldn’t exactly embrace the idea.
It’s hard not to be able to touch him, to hold him, to share a first kiss yet, we have been talking about three weeks and already we have reached over 500 messages. I miss him when I can’t talk to him and my family now thinks I’m addicted to my computer. I have even gotten mobile web put on my phone so I can “talk” to him when I’m away from my computer. It’s weird but I just know him. Hard to explain when you have never heard someone’s voice. But it doesn’t really bother me.
Before I started talking to him, my friend and I worked out a plan for me to come and visit her and stay about a week or two. So now my boring life has erupted into a flurry of sweet emails and frantic money saving for a trip to England. I am so excited to see them both. Anxious to meet him and scared that he will think I’m a crazy American girl that talks to much and is weird!
