Very weird question to pose to you...
First off. This is probably the only time that you will hear me talking about girl trouble. I have not dated anyone for almost three years now. I cheated on my last girlfriend and figured that I needed some time to figure out why I am such an a$$hole. Second, I am only writting this here because you guys are really my only outlet. Since I moved I have lost touch with all but a handful of my friends, plus I trust what alot of you say. I have found that there are many people on this site that are honest and really put thought into what they say.
So we flash back 12 years. I meet this girl who was trying out for the guitarist spot in one of my old bands. She was great, smart, funny, drop dead beautiful. Long story short, this girl starts me on the path of buddhism. A path I still struggle to follow everyday. She was ads close to what I would call a soul mate that I have ever met. We date for awhile and I mess things up(like I always do).
So 12 years goes by and I keep looking for her. I search for her about once a month, sometimes less. So my cousin gets me to sign up for Myspace. I dont want to, but I do. Tonight I am looking through a few profiles and I figure why not search for her name. I know that she wont be on here, but it will make me feel better. SHE IS ON THERE!!! After a minute of sitting there staring blankly at the screen and listening to Bad Religion, I click the "send email" button. Then another few minutes of trying to think of what to say that wont sound like I am a stalker. I finally came up with this:
Did you live in Savannah back in the later 90's? Mabey tell a kid with long hair about a book called Dharma bums, and stay up all night talking and listening to Bjork? Then spend the next day writing notes to each other on a peice of paper?
If this is you I hope you know who this is by now. Write me back if this is you.
Matt
So do you think I sounded like a stalker? Let me know any advice you have.
Talk to you later guys. Hope you have some good words of wisdom for the windcalmer...
So we flash back 12 years. I meet this girl who was trying out for the guitarist spot in one of my old bands. She was great, smart, funny, drop dead beautiful. Long story short, this girl starts me on the path of buddhism. A path I still struggle to follow everyday. She was ads close to what I would call a soul mate that I have ever met. We date for awhile and I mess things up(like I always do).
So 12 years goes by and I keep looking for her. I search for her about once a month, sometimes less. So my cousin gets me to sign up for Myspace. I dont want to, but I do. Tonight I am looking through a few profiles and I figure why not search for her name. I know that she wont be on here, but it will make me feel better. SHE IS ON THERE!!! After a minute of sitting there staring blankly at the screen and listening to Bad Religion, I click the "send email" button. Then another few minutes of trying to think of what to say that wont sound like I am a stalker. I finally came up with this:
Did you live in Savannah back in the later 90's? Mabey tell a kid with long hair about a book called Dharma bums, and stay up all night talking and listening to Bjork? Then spend the next day writing notes to each other on a peice of paper?
If this is you I hope you know who this is by now. Write me back if this is you.
Matt
So do you think I sounded like a stalker? Let me know any advice you have.
Talk to you later guys. Hope you have some good words of wisdom for the windcalmer...
She replied and she wants me to call her. HELL YEAH!!! Thansk guys. I will post an update after I talk to her.
You just have to love when you put a coin it the universal karma slot machine and you hit the jackpot. LOL
You just have to love when you put a coin it the universal karma slot machine and you hit the jackpot. LOL
hahaha cool man. good luck with how that goes. and if you have the chance to get back with her, don't hesitate. AND DON'T ***** IT UP!!!! you were lucky that the same good thing came around twice. take it nice and slow. enjoy.



