I wrote about how I felt about him and also the story of how he gave me a rose one day for my birthday that was just not only a sweet gesture, but it was one of my lasting memories at one of my birthday parties I celebrated while I lived there.
We met each other at IFS back about one and a half years ago. And at the time I didn't know what to think of him because I was going out with another guy at the time that was very physical and only lasted for a month. Anyways, he was giving me a lot of compliments. And he did show how nice he was to me.
As it so happend, the World Cup came. I was still in touch with a gal I met at IFS the same night I met him and we agreed to meet to watch a soccer game together. Well, sure enough, he joined up. And from then on, we started hanging out and it seemed like almost every game Korea played...we always ran into each other, always went to the club together, and always got drunk with each other. That's how my attraction for him kind of developed.
We also became known as the party team or party partners...and the closer we got, I think that's when the rumors spread about us..yet, nothing really was going on...that was until before I left and then I think he finally realized what he was missing.
Then, from there he introduced me to a lot of things and people whom he thought would be interested as well as happy to meet me. And they were great connections. And he was kind of like my overseer. And he became like a big brother to me.
When he became president of IFS, I supported him alot. I could see the stress on him...and I saw what a burden it was...yet, with my help, we helped create a different climate for IFS that still lasts today...but not with the energy that I hear it used to have.
Whenever I had things I wanted to get into, he would advertise for me, and he still kinda does....if he likes some of the things I send him online. And he was a great promoter...I used to joke with people and say that he was my promoter....and I think it was true.
Anyway, I did get rejected twice by him because he only saw me as a friend...and it was hard. The funny thing about this is that I was like dating other guys and sleeping around here and there...here he was trying to catch girls and getting nowhere...yet, it never quite happend between us. He did stay at my house a few times, but nothing happend...at one point even on my bed. Last year, I spent Christmas Eve and New Year's Eve partying and hanging out with him...and no words can describe that feeling I had on those days.
My birthday was memorable too because he did something sooo funny to me...you should have that picture too. What he did was he came to my party late...and he;s like how old are you? and I told him and then he's like..oh yeah? And then he sat on my lap facing me and pretended to deeply kiss me, but did sneak a kiss on my lips...and he gave me these gorgeous pink roses and one red rose. Then everyone was shouting and they were like..again! again! and he did! Afterwards, one of my friends asked, are you ok? I said...give me a minute and had to breathe a little bit...it was so funny.
I had a falling out with another club that He introduced me to...election day. That's another story altogether and seperate from this. Anyways, when I was sad and upset, he was there for me. In fact, he supported me, advised me, and told me where to go. And he was one of the first people I could think of to call because that's how our relationship was evolving.
Well, when it came time for me to leave...I could feel it. That day I got the rose was the day I had my going away party. He totally surprised me with it. He really planned for everything. He knew the club where he knew the owner and we were able to get in for free. He was also to get a cake for me...to which I had cake all over my face.
The next day we had IFS and he gave me a cake again, but something else more memorable happend...He had at least 7 guys come up on stage say something and either give me a hug, kiss on the cheek, or kiss on the hand. The joke was is that I had many boyfriends, and actually I did...and actually people knew it. And I got tears in my eyes.
Then, he stuck around sitting next to me during the open-mike session, gave me a hug after my performance...and then kissed me on the cheek in a joking matter during the other performances.
The day of the Korean Thanksgiving or Chusok, I was supposed to meet with a Japanese friend of mine, but for some reason, he wasn't answering and I got really pissed off. Jacky knew about it since I communicated with him over the phone. So, he suggested we meet at this Riverside park and before that day we made a promise to each other to meet before I came back to the States.
And we met at the park, to which you have that picture, and we talked about everything...and I got to finally knew who he was. I knew about his past, what was in his mind, what he wanted to do....
The interesting thing amongst all of this is that I was the only person he was looking up to... and I was the first person that he really opened up to about his ugly past. That's a compliment to me and him.
Anyways, we had a little snack together..talked way into the night...I believe we met at 6pm that day. And then as we were walking we happend to walk by the Ferry Boats, and we both never took them and decided that night to take a 10:30 pm nighttime cruise (jence the titanic picture).
It was awesome! We both felt happy and content. And I miss that so much.
The funny thing is...is that I know we didnt have sex with each other...let alone have a deep kiss. I still think about that to this day...and something funny seems to come up. The guys that I did fuck or give a deep kiss to, eventually went on to find another girlfriend. but the ones I didn't stuck with me and became my good friends...well really close friends, but at the same time, I still keep in touch with them. And I wonder if that's how it's really meant to be....because who knows what could happen in the future. Could we still keep in contact? Perhaps. Could we become the lovers I always wished? I don't know.
But I can still dream can't I?
I thank God I met someone like him. He's one of my true friends...that I can honestly say. And hopefully you got that from this story?
Any comments? Any questions? Now's the time..and now you know the story...