David and The Lingering Sadness...

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

David's Back


I don't think David will mind me showing this photo I took of him in Perth.

posted by Bar Bar Butt @ 8:22 PM  

3 Comments:

  • At 12:31 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    So no surprises today that I’m going to post about Valentine’s Day. Generally speaking its one of those days that I don’t have too many fond memories about, a combination of almost always being single and a hopeless, old fashioned romantic. The last good Valentine’s Day I can remember was 4 years ago, 2003, when my then girlfriend surprised me by making a secret trip to Perth to see me from Sydney. Since then its been a case of seeing everyone else enjoy the day while I patiently stood aside hoping things would be different the next year.

    This year I really couldn’t be more happy. I have a wonderful and amazing girl in my life that makes me think that it was all worth it. That, my friends, is quite a statement coming from me. Of course I’ve only been in this relationship for about 4 months now (it feels longer, but in a good way!) but already I feel a strong attachment to Em, and I’m confident in saying I think she feels the same way.

    Rodney, the romantic that he is, has been asking on his site how you met your partners so I thought I’d indulge in some sickening story telling about how I met my Em. I wish it was romantic, in the traditional sense anyway, but it always puts a smile on my face when I think about it.

    I had just started teaching at the university, probably my 3rd class by now, when I was told the Chinese students where back in town and ready to begin study. They arrived early for the class, there was about 4 of them, and all greeted me. I was fixated on one particular girl, more or less because she was quite tall, not something I was used to seeing short Korean girls for the better part of 2 years. She had a real pretty face and a smile that immediately I thought was rather cute.

    Of course being a student I didn’t think any more of it, how could I?! But she was always friendly, smiled, and generally worked well in class (when she wasn’t playing with her phone). I did mention to Jay, that very day, how there was a stunning Chinese girl in my class that I liked. Even now he remembers that.

    Anyway, since I was heading to China in a few weeks I asked her, and her friends, if they could help me pick a few places out to visit. Being Chinese, and Em from Beijing, it seemed like a smart thing to do. She helped me out (the other students didn’t seem too interested).

    When I got back, I took Em and her good friend out to dinner to say thanks for her help. Of course by this stage I was interested in her and I think she liked me too. I asked her if she would accompany me to a wedding of one of my friends, and she did, and was kind of our first real date by ourselves.

    And as we’ve seen things have come along way since then.

    This morning I went out and bought Em a whole bunch of nice things from the Face Shop, some nice chocolates, and of course Valentine’s Day gift wouldn’t be complete without flowers and red roses. I’ll give them to her tonight when she comes around after work. I know she won’t make a big deal out of them, but I also know she loves to be pampered (as any girl should) and will make her day.

    So, today is good.

     

  • At 3:42 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    I thinking that david the love me but clarify i dont have why
    we had the runch and a burger togetrher i study the englihs
    he is fat and pukey man
    i say go to away and he say no you to go away and laughing
    one time stay at the place because i thinking "okay wichever" but he say you sleep the on the floor and he sick is always
    my family is seven and hobby is reading the book, do you know orlundoo blum? he is dreamy guy for me
    to take care always the love

     

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