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My brother-in-law's brother

February 22nd 2012 01:46

I really want to say his name but I shouldn't. Only my sisters knew about

him. I loved him since I can remember. When I came back from the Army

and I saw him there sitting down with his friends at the restaurant I remember

feeling this strange thing in my stomach. He came to me and hugged me

held me tight. All of those feelings I thought were gone immediately got back

My brother-in-law offered me a job there as a cashier and administrator along

with his brother. Of course I took it! The restaurant opened at nights only

so we started working together, talking a lot, laughing of little stupid things

and when the work was over we drank a couple of beers together and after

that I went home to keep thinking of him. I was eighteen years old and he

was around twenty six. I was madly in love with him... madly!

There was this one night that we went out together to a bar my sister and

her husband, his brother and me because every sunday the band that played

at that bar would talk about the restaurant and promote us, so we would go

to make presence. One of those sundays my love and I left before my sister

and her husband to close the restaurant up and on our way there I decided

it was time for him to know about my feelings for him. We parked one block

away from the restaurant and I started talking... oh my God! just by

remembering I feel nervous again! I told him my feelings I told him everything

and ... he kissed me! yes!! He kissed me! And after the most delicious

most expected kiss of my life he says : "I'm sorry... you're too young

for me and we're family...if it doesn't work how can we see each other like if

nothing ever happened? " He broke my heart....ouch!! Why did he kissed

me? Why? That's just mean... let me keep talking about this later... my

husband just got home!

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About the US Marine guy

January 21st 2012 22:07

I met this guy in a very sad moment...his aunt funeral. His aunt was my

best friend's mom. When she passed away me and the other friends of her

daughter were really shocked and in pain, we were really sad for our friend it

was a very hard time for us (friends of the daughter). The funeral started at 8

pm the same day the lady passed away. Me and my friend were outside

waiting for her family members to arrive from San Antonio, Tx. When they got

there we waited for this guy to get ready and get of the car. When he was

ready we went all inside the funeral home. I actually didn't notice him until he

was seated infront of me staring back at me. The first thing I noticed was his

gold cross he had on a chain by his chest, I liked it very much so be began a

conversation about his cross. He told me someone special had given that

cross to him (at the moment I don't remember who...the truth!) and that it

had a lot of sentimental value to him... Nothing else happened that night.

Every day after the funeral I joined my friend at her house to be with her...

I was still on and off with the other guy I talked about before... By the way the

US MArine guy's name was Jaime...hahaha... yes Jaime... not too "gringo"

uhhh... ok... we started talking a lot and I started to get very interested in

him...I still remember him when he was carrying his aunt's coffin in his

Marine uniform...he said he always wanted her to see him like that and the

he never got the chance to visit her 'cause he didn't talk to his father...so he

couldn't visit his family in San Antonio. He was very sad all the time... He

had a girlfriend and so did I ( I mean I had a boyfriend)... One day we went to

eat pizza and my boyfriend just arrived there uninvited and gave me my

sunglasses that I had forgotten in his truck like a week before... and he left

very upset. I didn't follow him. Another day he just drove by my friends house

and saw me outside talking to this guy and he left again very mad and

upset.. this time I did follow him and talked to him... I told him that he

couldn't do that... that it was very disrespecting (bitch! he deserved it! what

disrespect? I just didn't wanted him interrupting me from the opportunity to be

with a Marine!!! Gosh!! )

The day came when he had to go back to San Diego's Camp Pendelton..

We said goodbye but by then we were already together... I was 17 wo I

thought I was in love again.. but I was really just excited about a new

relationship... We wrote to each other everyday and sent one letter a week...

we talked on the phone al least 2 o 3 times per week... It hurt but i wanted

this relationship to work...

Ha!! I didn't think before... this was back in 1997!!! Gosh!! time flies!

Our relationship was painful. He came to visit 3 months after he left... when

he got to San Antonio he told me that he wasn't gonna be able to go to

where I was from because he had an accident. He told me that he was

playing football and he broke his nose and hurt his knee... I told my father

this and he actually gave me permission to go and see him, but only to

confirm that he was either lying or just using that as an excuse not to go and

see me.... I went up there with my sister... when I got to see him he had

actually a bruised nose and a very swollen left knee....but for my big surprise

the very next morning he decides he wanted to play football again... I saw

him playing very well.... so, my father was totally right it was just an

excuse.... I got very sad so I went back home... we where still together but I

didn't feel the same anymore... after I got home...I called him and I could

never find him at home... then he left back to San Diego and "I kept calling

him and there was no answer...ever!!! he didn't write back...I was extremely

confused and I didn't know what to think....It was horrible... I cryed my eyes

out for weeks!!! Later that year I realized that maybe the fact that I didn't

wanted to sleep with him got him to think twice about me...

I was so broken and confused that I decided to join the ARMY... don't ask

me why...I just did. When I was in bootcamp I received a letter from him....

yes!!! after like 4 months I got a letter...it said that he was very sorry and

blah blah blah! I called him soooooo mad I told him so many things! I told

him that I was not stupid that I wasn't the same anymore that he broke my

heart and that he didn't have it anymore... I sent him to hell.... I hated him so

bad!....

I had very bad knees before I left and lied about it in order to get in the

Army...so 6 weeks in I had problems in my knees... they came back at me! I

couldn't even walk... so I signed a medical discharge and they sent me

home...Oh ?I felt like s h i t!! I was sad and dissapointed of myself...

When I got home I was very changed... words couldn't hurt me anymore.. my

body was changed too.... The same night I got home I went to visit the

restaurant of my brother in-law and saw who was my platonic love from

childhood, his brother... He hugged me for the first time of my life.... but

that's another story....

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So...like I was saying

January 17th 2012 00:14

I'm 31 years old but
I wanna start talking about since I was 16. By my 16th birthday guess what....yeah I got my innocence taken away. I wasn't that innocent though...but I took almost a year for me to give myself to him... It really wasn't what I expected but it happened... oh well!
I became a real bitch, leaving one boyfriend for another and breaking hearts stupidly...I didn't care... I was young and beautiful and not to brag but I was pretty cool. Not really popular but cool within my circle of friends. All of this happened in highschool (I pretty much did all of my school in Mexico so highschool for me was in a private school and it was for only 2 years). I wasn't a slut but I knew I could have anyone I wanted and I almost did, the only ones I couln't get where the ones that were a little too popular or the ones that liked the "very girly girls"....I'm not like that, I never was! I was always in jeans and back then the shirts underneath the button shirts were very popular (at least I thought so) so I always dressed like that...
When I was 17 years old I had the cuttest boyfriend ever...he was blonde and with green eyes...we were really in love... I really loved him... I think he was my first love and the first one to break my heart too. It was stupid the reason why I left him but he really did hurt me... this is why: we had a little fight so we stopped talking for a few days (he called me, he always did!) so I waited until he called me... we went back together and everything was very nice again until this day that I felt him very strange with me... like if he was feeling guilty or something... I was going to church back then to a group... and I was driving by the church and then I saw him drive infront of me... he wasn't supposed to be there... he caught up to me and said he wanted to talk to me... what he said: "I have to tell you something, remember that day when we fought and we stopped talking for a few days? we'll I was out in a club and I met this girl... nothing happened but I got her number and have been talking to her ever since" (by this time I wanted to throw up!!) He continued: "I was very drunk but the next day I saw her number and... well you were very mad at me and I decided to call her... we've been talking but I love you... and I don't want to talk to her anymore.." I asked him who it was and guess what he told me.. "Is your friend______ from church, I just told her I had a girlfriend and who you were and she actually told me that she couldn't speak to me anymore" I decided to walk inside the church and just left him there... I was very heart broken... I didn't care if nothing happened! He kept talking to her with intentions of something else happening!!! I hated him! and her!!! So i broke up with him... WE went on and off for like a year... until I met someone else and left him for that guy.... a USMC from San Diego.... I'll tell you all about him tomorrow....

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We start here

January 16th 2012 05:43

I'm a 31 year old woman with no writing experience but lately I've been feeling the need to tell my story to someone, someone who doesn't know me in person (that way is easier to talk about me). I this blog and any future ones I will be telling about my life, my very personal life. I hope I get readers and followers that way I don't feel stupid just writing with no readers.

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