Todays topic: how Mr. C & I met. I may just be an overly-nosy person, but as soon as I meet a couple and get to know them, the next thing I want to know is how they met. The usual answers for most couples is "mutual friends" or "our friends set us up", although "we met through (insert dating website here)" is becoming popular as well.
As for the story of how M and I first met, I suppose you could say we are a pretty even mix of all of the above. (Warning: the following how-we-met story is long. Proceed at your own risk)
It all started with this picture, taken at a football game during my junior year of high school...
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| That's me in the navy t-shirt, in case you just showed up / Personal Photo |
Like any social media-obsessed high schooler, I uploaded the photo straight to Facebook and tagged all the of the other girls in the picture. A few days later, I received a Facebook friend request from a boy I did not know, but shared various mutual friends with. I accepted the friend request and had forgotten all about it until a few weeks later. While sitting in church, I received a text message from my friend (let's call her Friend K, the girl with the yellow paint on her face). Friend K informed me that there was a "super cute soccer player" she knew from a neighboring school district that had seen my picture on Facebook and thought I was pretty/wanted my number. So smooth, I know.
To make an even longer story short, I'll sum it up for you: Mr. C saw my picture on Facebook, thought I was cute, and (like any normal teenage boy) wanted to meet me. I let Friend K give him my number, and we talked for 3 hours straight that night, followed by 3 hours the next night. Mr. C got bonus points for actually wanting to talk to me on the phone instead of just texting me. After convincing that Mr. C actually did exist as an 18-year-boy from a neighboring school district and not a creepy 40-year-old stalker, she let me meet him at a Mom-approved public location for coffee. We met up at the mall's Starbucks (where he did not pay for my drink, mind you) then proceeded to sit and talk. For HOURS. We spent the evening gazing into each others eyes and falling in love at first sight...
Ha, nope.
To be completely honest, it was not love at first sight when I first met Mr. C. Our first "date" was incredibly awkward, as first dates usually are. We sat across from each other in the mall food court, trying to make small talk and epically failing. He didn't pay for my coffee and he tried to KISS ME on the first date (I totally dodged the kiss, by the way). I was confident that, after the night was over, I'd never see or talk to him again.
Luckily, I decided to give Mr. C a second chance, and our second time hanging out went MUCH better than the first time. It was overall less awkward than the first time, and I discovered that I really enjoyed being around this guy. We started dating a month or so later, and the rest is truly history.
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| From M and I's "second date", and also our first picture together, circa 2009. Also, look at me doing duck face before it was duck face. I was clearly ahead of the times. / Personal photo |
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| The day after we became official. Oh, the endless selfies... / Personal Photo |
Five years later, I still can't even believe we met through such weird circumstances. We still laugh about our first date, which feels like lifetimes ago. I've forgiven him for not paying for my Starbucks, although I do still tease him about that and the kiss to this day. We have (obviously) both changed and grown so much since that first date, and it's awesome to see how far we've come. It is also funny looking back on our high school years and thinking we had it all together, when in reality, we were just immature high schoolers who thought they knew what love was. In some ways, we still are those silly kids meeting up for coffee at the food court, but in a lot of ways, we are totally different people. We "grew up" together over the past five years, and I totally wouldn't have it any other way.
So there you have it, the "how we met" story in all it's glory. Do any of you have a similar story of meeting your significant other? Was I totally crazy for meeting a strange boy at the mall? (My mom would have to say "yes!" to that one!)
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