Jaksokuvaus
Story #1 - High school, 14 years old, had a huge crush on this girl who was in a few of my classes. One day I was leaving science class and someone behind me says my name. I turn around to see my crush and her friend. Her friend had spoken to me. She continues: "Hey did I tell you it was [crush]'s birthday today?". I look at her, look at crush (who looks nervous) and I think 3 things: 1) I've never spoken to you before; of course you didn't tell me it's her birthday. 2) Hey it's my birthday in a few days! 3) Ohmigod! Crush is right there looking at me! I quickly say "No.", turn on my heel and leave. Only realised a couple weeks later she was probably going to invite me to a party or something. Everyone I've told this story to confirms that suspicion. Story #2 -. Went to a guy's house to do a project in high school. It involved the Internet and while he sat next to me I tried to navigate to Google. Unfortunately, the address bar auto-filled and took me to his last Google search.... page two of results for my name. Every link had been clicked. We both just sat in silence. Story #3 - I went and retrieved my 25 year old girlfriend from her conservative, religious Middle Eastern family. In their culture, women have the freedom of a child until they are married off. I would never have been accepted by her father, due to my Christian white American upbringing. When she was in the country, I hopped on a plane, got her, and brought her home with me. I was already working out the paperwork needed to marry her and let her stay in the country legally, but had not yet filed anything. She never discussed me with them, and they did not have even the slightest clue where she went. They only knew that she left. Her father hired a PI to track her down. Within two days of her getting on the plane with me, her aunt and uncle were at my door. One lived on the opposite side of the country from me, and the other had just flown in from Dubai. They had logs of all our conversations, every one of her different names, and a lot of information about me and my family. I keep hoping I'll get the chance to see her again.