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writes: I hate the way that most couples meet today. I mean some people go to bars, others meet in the store, some grow up together best friends,introduced by friends,fall in love with their co-workers, ect. But it always seems to be the same way. They ask what each others name are and everything. And when they go on a 1st date its usually to a restaurant or to the movies or something simple and normal. They always ask the same questions, "How old are you?", "Do you have a job?", "What do you like to do?", ect. To me it just sounds so boring, so robotic, so traditional, like its a code everyone has to follow. They want to look nice and they want to seem nice and normal. I want to meet my significent through something really bizarre like we meet late at night at the most random place and we just know we love each other. And our first date would be like, skydiving. And we would just be ourselves and be as weird and abnormal as if we were to act like were all alone. I know there has to be some people out there w/ a interesting story on how they met their significent other. Is there anyone out there w/ a bizarre story on how you met your significent other? Something really weird? Something out of the ordinary, but you really liked that person? Or am I just being strange for even asking this question? Thanxx peeps
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reader, anonymous, writes (15 September 2010): We met at band camp. He was in 10th grade and I was in 9th. He had a girlfriend and I had a boyfriend. We hung out and became friends within a group of friends. I wasn't a cheater and I wasn't attracted to him in a "boyfriend" kind of way. But I loved his personality, his thin but very toned body and his steely blue eyes surrounded by crazy jet black hair. He made me laugh till I cried. He was a very nice person and I was completely comfortable with him-no tension, no "trying to flirt but not flirt because we both had others"... just a real friendship. He was one of those guys that all the girls called "sweet"--because he was just so considerate and thoughtful of others. He never tried to make our relationship anything else.
His girl dumped him at the same time my guy dumped me. He became my best friend and we fell in love.
We broke up... long story... I got married at 17, he went into the Army and got married at 18. We went on to live horrible lives and never spoke again.
27 years later, he wanted to be my friend on myspace. We started IMing and realized we were still in love. He moved to another state to be with me and we are totally, crazily in love. We've been "back" together for a little over a year.
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reader, kirra07  +, writes (1 September 2010):
Not sure if this is an interesting story on how we met, but what happened afterwards was sort of romantic. We met at a coffee shop (not terribly interesting), and became friends. But then my ex came back into my life and we got back together, and he asked me to stop talking to this new guy (N). I told N that I couldn't talk to him anymore, and cut off contact. And several months went by. N still would email me occasionally and let me know what's going on in his life. He had a new girlfriend. Then, I broke up with my ex since things had been rocky for awhile, and the night I broke up I got another email from N, asking if I wanted to go watch the game with him, his gf and some other people. I started talking to him again, and when I asked him about his gf, he told me to ask him later as it was about to end. So a few days after I had broken up with my ex, he broke up with his gf. So we started talking again, and I told him about how I had tickets to a concert that I was supposed to go to with my ex. And for a week before the concert, he kept saying that he would go with me if I didn't have anyone to go with, and that he would be happy to drive me down there (it was 4 hours away). It was sort of cute, since he didn't know the singer until he youtubed him, and isn't really a fan of that type of music. But in the end, I asked him to go with me, so the first time I saw him again in about 5 months was on Valentine's Day to go to the concert. And we've been dating ever since, for about 1 and a half years now.
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reader, anonymous, writes (28 August 2010): Ahh, I love this question. I don't know if mine counts as interesting.My fiance:Met when I was twelve. I was that weird, crazy little girl that all the little crazy boys just loved. Anyway. So, first day of "middle school" and I saw him. And I loved him. I told him I loved him. He laughed in my face. Later that year, he wrote a note and stuck into my locker or something, telling me 'what a swell girl I was."(This boy was super-nerd. Yet, very popular. Like, a cool-nerd style. And VERY smart. School president. Tech-nerd. Everyone loved him. completely perfect. Etc.)He ended up just making fun of me. I did so back.All through those three years, we were vicious to each other. Who could get better grades, who would be better at this or that. He always was better, of course. But I only fought and was evil, because I loved him so much. He was all I thought about. It sjust so happened that when I was fourteen, there was a little "get-together" at a friend's house. We spent, uhh, five hours in this kids room. We talked and talked and he just held me and we talked and he kissed me and I was just entirely in love. He told me all these great things about me. How long he'd felt this way. How much we were entirely in love with eachother. The next week, back to viciously hating eachother. A month later, he's dating my best friend. (The basterd.) I hated him so much. He was a jerk,Six months later, during the summer, we called a truce. We decided to work on a film project together. I went over to his house to work on it. We ended up "fooling around" in his bedroom. Getting no work done. Crazy passion.Of course, after a week, the fling was over.I still loved him.This went on all through high school! We acted viciously at school, then, we'd call a truce, try to be friends, but fall in lust and destroy each other in a very physical way. But we loved each other. And we'd never admit it. At first, it really upset me--all these "flings". But after awhile, he--the two sides of him--were home to me.At the end of our senior year, he told me it was time to grow up. (I thought he was going to tell me good bye forever.) He told me that he was done pretending to hate me. He loved me more than he'd ever loved anyone. He asked me to marry him. When I'm 18! I'm heading to college! I have big plans! I'm thinking 'uhh, this is never gonna work"so, long story short, in revenge for all the times I wanted to be with him, but he didn't let me, I denied him.And then, during the summer holiday of my sophomore year, I'm in New York City. I'm walking past a pizza hut, when I see a guy sitting on top of a building, drinking iced tea, with his legs swung over. He's like stories and stories above me, but somehow, I just know. I run across the street and race up all the stairs and I find him.He's always somewhere doing something incredible.And now, we're engaged. And we still hate each other and are constantly trying to seek revenge, destroy, and make love to, each other. And I love him more than I've ever loved anyone. And no one has ever bugged me so much.In fact, he's calling me off to bed so I can read "The Stranger" to him, so he can make fun of the way I read. I hope you find someone so completely perfect for you as I always knew for me.
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reader, DiamondGirlx  +, writes (28 August 2010):
 i have one, .. my mate actually met her boyfriend who shes now been with for three years through a wrong number text, he texted thinking he was texting his mate, then when she textd him back saying youve got the wrong numba, he rang her, they were talking on the phone about how he had got the last number muddled up, and then he texted her saying her liked her laugh, we were sitting in college bored so she decided to text him back, they carried on texting for the next month or so, then he eventually came to wales to see her, (he lived in leeds) their both the same ages hes not a wierdo or anything, but theyve been with each other ever since, and are very happy :P
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reader, anonymous, writes (28 August 2010): Hi
I think it's an interesting question .
First i would like to say something boring to you ...i hope you are not planning any bizarre meeting with anyone you DO NOT KNOW..you sound great and interesting and very romantic.
Now to your question.
My mum at age 14 saw a young good looking soilder 18 and said to her best freind (i am going to marry him) they met years later and have been married 52 years and have four children.
Our family also has a wonderful treasure a love letter wrote by our grandad about grandma. He wrote about how he fell in love with her at first sight when they were both 14 years old, in a village music concert, my grandma was playing the piano. Years later they met and married had eight children. This letter was written when grandma died he never stopped loving her.
Spunkey Monkey:)
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reader, Lotsalove.  +, writes (27 August 2010):
 I posted a picture of my new tattoo on a tattoo and Piercing website to be rated, he commented 'I'm in love'. I emailed him and it turned out he lived in the USA but was currently in Iraq (hes in the military) and I live in the UK. Emailed for 4 months, and when he left Iraq.. I had to meet him. Our first date was in LA airport and two years later we're engaged and he's 'In Love' :)
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reader, xXJDXx +, writes (27 August 2010):
I met my fiancée several yrs ago randomly.. We kissed danced ect then he vanished into thin air literally for 5yrs.. I was dateing his sister in laws brother when he decided to stroll back into my life and I just wanted him and the feeling was mutual.. We were playing sharrades with the whole family this one night and my lil
sister HAD the hots for him big time!! But he's alot older than her and there was no interest there for her at all.. Anyways that night I stole him on a run down to the shop for some booze we chatted about really random unimportant things and had a giggle walking through a park at gone midnight ever so slighly drunk, everyone went off to bed, except us and my to be sister in law who was sat in a cupboard (on her pc) we went out for a cig and he just grabbed me into his arms and gave me the most electrifying kiss and hug I'd ever felt! The rest is history.. Needless to say I broke it off with his sister in laws brother quite sharpish.
Not sure if this is also a 'robotic' way to start a relationship but it was so electrifying!! And I have no shame on how we got together, yea I kissed him while atteached but didn't sleep with him. And I wouldn't be without him, when you meet that person you just kno they're the one.. As soon as I first laid eyes on him I knew.. Wish he didn't vanish the first time! Lol
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reader, dirtball +, writes (27 August 2010):
 I don't have one of my own, but my parents met in a kind of interesting way. My dad's name is not what most people would consider a "male" name. When my mom went to high school, all of the freshman girls were assigned "big sisters" from the senior class. My dad was assigned to be her "big sister." They fell in love and got married when my mom was 19. They've been married ever since.
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reader, anonymous, writes (27 August 2010): He threw stones at me when I was sleeping on a bench in france on a school trip then I threw a rock at the back of his head and we've been going out eighteen monthsd now
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