My Dating History
My dating history: High School Not Included
Freshmen year: I dated my high school sweetheart. We met junior year in high school. He wanted to marry me. Please, I wasn't getting married. I had negative feelings toward marriage. My mom didn't have a successful marriage and my grandmother was a stay at home mom. My grandfather worked long hours. They were boring. Of my 4 aunts and 1 uncle (my other uncle and I were the same age), only one was married. My aunts lived the single life. I figured I would be single forever. They didn't seem to make a big deal about it. So marriage was the last thing on my mind. Donny and I continued a long distance relationship. He would come to visit me on the weekends. I loved the idea of having a boyfriend who came to visit me on campus. But it didn't last long. His car broke down and the phone bills were getting pretty high. I moved on. I went out with a few guys, but I wasn't really interested in any of them.
Sophomore year: My roommate ended up being involved with this guy which left me alone many nights so I was determined to find me a man. I found him--star football player from Chicago. 6'0", 180lbs of pure muscle, dark, sexy. I really like him. We started off slow. At the time the we were talking I had a major crush on this musician. I was head over hills, he was my dream. Actually he turned out to be a nightmare. You know how that goes. So me and football star dated.
Junior year: Me and football guy still dating, but it's more about sex than love. Or at least him it was. But I held on. I thought that it would turn into something more.
Senior year: I started to panic and wanted make sure that my football guy felt the same about me so i decided to lie to him and tell him that i was seeing my musician. He didn't believe me, but he said okay and we broke up. He called me back about a month later and that was that. We got back together and it was cool until the NFL came along. Scouts from NY, Denver, and somewhere else was looking to draft him. He was gone every weekend, working out, visiting teams, etc. Then he got drafted--Denver Broncos. I was happy for him but sad for me. He came back from the draft and didn't finish school he left without telling me. I was heartbroken. He did show up a month later to give me his phone number. I called and he was with another woman or at least that's what it sounded like. I assumed it was another woman because before he left i found a card signed by another woman. It was one of those "I'm thinking of you" type cards. I was so upset that I slept with one of his friends. I hated myself for that. I cried so much I got pink eye. Really
Post graduation: I moved to Decatur in August. I started dating this guy in March. I found out that he was a big liar. He lied about his age, job, car, etc. I guess I knew he was lying when he lips were moving. In October I started dating a guy I worked with. I really liked him, but after a couple of months he started going to Chicago every weekend. His excuse--visiting family. I found out that he had a girlfriend who went to the University of Chicago. They were talking about getting married. He also had a gf in Champaign, Carbondale, and St. Louis. He was a true player. I knew I should have asked his ex-fiancee why they broke up. I just figured they didn't work out, but I found out the he had four legs and he barked. As i was dating him I became friends with another guy. This guy barely had a job, no license, no education (didn't finish high school) and he had 6, 4, 5 (pick a number) kids. He was sweet, but I knew it wasn't going to work out the first day we went out, but we became friends. He helped me get over my office lover. He wanted to marry me. Yeah right. That was a death wish. But we stayed friends for about six months. Then I made the mistake of sleeping with him. Well, I couldn't turn back after that. We started dating in July 2001. He was crazy about me. I didn't feel much the same, but he was a man and I like him. Things began to turn sour in February when I got a call from his wife. Yeah, I said his wife. He never told me that he had a wife. I felt so stupid. I dropped him like a bad habit. You know those are hard to break. So of course about a month later I lost my mind and decided to get him a divorce. I called the circuit clerks office and got the information he needed to get a divorce. Did he? NO! I also got him into school to get a GED. I then proceeded to help him get his license back. The whole time his best friend was accusing me of cheating and he believed him. So I always had to convince him that I wasn't cheating. The final straw was in November, yes it took that long, when I was away on business with my boss and I called him. He demanded that I yell out loud, "I Love You" so that he could make sure that I didn't have another man in my room. I did it like a fool. I was so embarrassed. But that was it. I left him. He called, stalked, banged on my door, etc. but I wouldn't budge. All was okay until I started dating this guy that worked in my office. He was cute and he was interested in me, so i asked him out. We went out to eat and I figured that it wouldn't work because we had different views, but I was horny. I wanted to sleep with him. We did. He was amazing. He hooked me. But there was still this big difference in the way we believed. I made it a bigger deal than it should have been, but it was a thing for me. I grew up that way. So I broke up with him twice because of it. The third time I broke up with him it was because I thought he was crazy. But that didn't last long. Finally, he got tired of my complacency and broke up with me, but we continued to see each other. That was a big mistake because I became pregnant. He found out and we decided to make it work. But we lost our baby and all hell broke loose. I became sick and thought I was going to die. I broke up with him for the last time. He got mad and it hasn't been right since. He hates me and I've decided to finally move on.
Freshmen year: I dated my high school sweetheart. We met junior year in high school. He wanted to marry me. Please, I wasn't getting married. I had negative feelings toward marriage. My mom didn't have a successful marriage and my grandmother was a stay at home mom. My grandfather worked long hours. They were boring. Of my 4 aunts and 1 uncle (my other uncle and I were the same age), only one was married. My aunts lived the single life. I figured I would be single forever. They didn't seem to make a big deal about it. So marriage was the last thing on my mind. Donny and I continued a long distance relationship. He would come to visit me on the weekends. I loved the idea of having a boyfriend who came to visit me on campus. But it didn't last long. His car broke down and the phone bills were getting pretty high. I moved on. I went out with a few guys, but I wasn't really interested in any of them.
Sophomore year: My roommate ended up being involved with this guy which left me alone many nights so I was determined to find me a man. I found him--star football player from Chicago. 6'0", 180lbs of pure muscle, dark, sexy. I really like him. We started off slow. At the time the we were talking I had a major crush on this musician. I was head over hills, he was my dream. Actually he turned out to be a nightmare. You know how that goes. So me and football star dated.
Junior year: Me and football guy still dating, but it's more about sex than love. Or at least him it was. But I held on. I thought that it would turn into something more.
Senior year: I started to panic and wanted make sure that my football guy felt the same about me so i decided to lie to him and tell him that i was seeing my musician. He didn't believe me, but he said okay and we broke up. He called me back about a month later and that was that. We got back together and it was cool until the NFL came along. Scouts from NY, Denver, and somewhere else was looking to draft him. He was gone every weekend, working out, visiting teams, etc. Then he got drafted--Denver Broncos. I was happy for him but sad for me. He came back from the draft and didn't finish school he left without telling me. I was heartbroken. He did show up a month later to give me his phone number. I called and he was with another woman or at least that's what it sounded like. I assumed it was another woman because before he left i found a card signed by another woman. It was one of those "I'm thinking of you" type cards. I was so upset that I slept with one of his friends. I hated myself for that. I cried so much I got pink eye. Really
Post graduation: I moved to Decatur in August. I started dating this guy in March. I found out that he was a big liar. He lied about his age, job, car, etc. I guess I knew he was lying when he lips were moving. In October I started dating a guy I worked with. I really liked him, but after a couple of months he started going to Chicago every weekend. His excuse--visiting family. I found out that he had a girlfriend who went to the University of Chicago. They were talking about getting married. He also had a gf in Champaign, Carbondale, and St. Louis. He was a true player. I knew I should have asked his ex-fiancee why they broke up. I just figured they didn't work out, but I found out the he had four legs and he barked. As i was dating him I became friends with another guy. This guy barely had a job, no license, no education (didn't finish high school) and he had 6, 4, 5 (pick a number) kids. He was sweet, but I knew it wasn't going to work out the first day we went out, but we became friends. He helped me get over my office lover. He wanted to marry me. Yeah right. That was a death wish. But we stayed friends for about six months. Then I made the mistake of sleeping with him. Well, I couldn't turn back after that. We started dating in July 2001. He was crazy about me. I didn't feel much the same, but he was a man and I like him. Things began to turn sour in February when I got a call from his wife. Yeah, I said his wife. He never told me that he had a wife. I felt so stupid. I dropped him like a bad habit. You know those are hard to break. So of course about a month later I lost my mind and decided to get him a divorce. I called the circuit clerks office and got the information he needed to get a divorce. Did he? NO! I also got him into school to get a GED. I then proceeded to help him get his license back. The whole time his best friend was accusing me of cheating and he believed him. So I always had to convince him that I wasn't cheating. The final straw was in November, yes it took that long, when I was away on business with my boss and I called him. He demanded that I yell out loud, "I Love You" so that he could make sure that I didn't have another man in my room. I did it like a fool. I was so embarrassed. But that was it. I left him. He called, stalked, banged on my door, etc. but I wouldn't budge. All was okay until I started dating this guy that worked in my office. He was cute and he was interested in me, so i asked him out. We went out to eat and I figured that it wouldn't work because we had different views, but I was horny. I wanted to sleep with him. We did. He was amazing. He hooked me. But there was still this big difference in the way we believed. I made it a bigger deal than it should have been, but it was a thing for me. I grew up that way. So I broke up with him twice because of it. The third time I broke up with him it was because I thought he was crazy. But that didn't last long. Finally, he got tired of my complacency and broke up with me, but we continued to see each other. That was a big mistake because I became pregnant. He found out and we decided to make it work. But we lost our baby and all hell broke loose. I became sick and thought I was going to die. I broke up with him for the last time. He got mad and it hasn't been right since. He hates me and I've decided to finally move on.
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I keep meaning to write my own dating history down-at least remember everyone I've kissed, haha!
Sometimes it's good to go down memory lane. I wanted to chronicle some of the guys i've dates so that I could take a step back to see where I would be going from here.
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