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		<title>Then we met&#8230;</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Since she lived in Santa Barbara(well there for school, SBCC) and I lived in Northridge, we decided that I took the train to Santa Barbara and we meet at the Train station. Went to the train station&#8230;Waited for the train&#8230;then boarded. The whole 1 hour 48 minutes and 32 seconds(rough estimate) I was nervous. I [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=brokeandloved.wordpress.com&amp;blog=10770559&amp;post=14&amp;subd=brokeandloved&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Since she lived in Santa Barbara(well there for school, SBCC) and I lived in Northridge, we decided that I took the train to Santa Barbara and we meet at the Train station.</p>
<p>Went to the train station&#8230;Waited for the train&#8230;then boarded.</p>
<p>The whole 1 hour 48 minutes and 32 seconds(rough estimate) I was nervous.</p>
<p>I remember feeling even more nervous everytime I got closer. Lucky my seat was next to some weird lady that took off her shoes and socks&#8230;made me feel more disgusted then nervous.</p>
<p>Well once I made it&#8230;I looked for her. I remembered the prevous day I asked what she was wearing so I knew what to look for.</p>
<p>It was there at that scene&#8230;at a train station looking for the girl wearing a pink shirt and blue shorts.</p>
<p>Thats when she caught my eye, taking a drag from a ciggarrette, walking fast obvously cause she was late.</p>
<p>There at that moment, Sunday, September 20th, 2008 I met the her. The girl with a pinks shirt and blue shorts.</p>
<p>My nerves were shook, I remember seeing her and thinking damn&#8230;she fine lol.</p>
<p>Said hello, and then asked for a cig&#8230;needed to calm my nerves.</p>
<p>I had one of her 100&#8242;s Malbo*** Lights&#8230;had it&#8230;then went off.</p>
<p>We went and ate some sushi&#8230;a rather quiet meal&#8230;I didn&#8217;t know whether to talk or not&#8230;didn&#8217;t want to ruin her meal or something.</p>
<p>Then went to the movies&#8230;</p>
<p>We went to go watch &#8220;Burn After Reading&#8221; don&#8217;t really know why we watched that as a first date movie&#8230;Not romantic at all lol.</p>
<p>The movie was all a blur to me. The whole time in the movie I was thinking whether or not to talk or stay silent.</p>
<p>I kept thinking &#8220;Maybe I should say something&#8230;but what if she&#8217;s the type of person who doesn&#8217;t like to be inturrupted during a movie&#8230;&#8221;</p>
<p>After the movie we decided to eat again&#8230;ate some pizza&#8230;Don&#8217;t know why we ate so much&#8230;</p>
<p>While we where walking to the pizza place on State St. I asked for her hand&#8230;In Korean.(Ultimate move ever lol)</p>
<p>She smiled and we held hands on our way there(sounds like elementary kids)</p>
<p>After food we went to the beach and sat and talked. I remember telling her I had something in my pocket for her and she should reach in and get it&#8230;apperantly she didn&#8217;t get my joke and was going to go in&#8230;I just laughed and wondered was she really going to do that?</p>
<p>After the pocket incident I asked for a kiss&#8230;in Korean.(Another ultimate super secret move) Pointed at my cheek&#8230;but she replied by pointing at her cheek. I kissed hers&#8230;she kissed mine. Kissed the other and she did the same. Thats when I decided to Kiss her on her lips&#8230;.and proceded..</p>
<p>After that love scene, I had to reach the train&#8230;said farewell and had a goodbye kiss&#8230;</p>
<p>Then I was back on the train&#8230;.</p>
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		<title>Prologue</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Where it begins&#8230; This is a story&#8230;true story, of how I met that one person that would change everything. It began  with a mixture of, Jim Beam, Internet, and a site called myyearbook. Through the site there was a program where you can secretly admire a person and they would confirm you back. Well&#8230;seems obvious, [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=brokeandloved.wordpress.com&amp;blog=10770559&amp;post=1&amp;subd=brokeandloved&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Where it begins&#8230;</p>
<p>This is a story&#8230;true story, of how I met that one person that would change everything.</p>
<p>It began  with a mixture of, Jim Beam, Internet, and a site called myyearbook.</p>
<p>Through the site there was a program where you can secretly admire a person and they would confirm you back.</p>
<p>Well&#8230;seems obvious, saw her, admired and she replied back.</p>
<p>Sounds cliche and boring but things do unfold&#8230;</p>
<p>To skip all the boring stuff&#8230;we talked to each other for a bit, over a year online, her in Korea, me in NY.</p>
<p>To a weird coincidence&#8230;I was sent to move to my dads place,[parents are divorced, mother in NY father in CA]</p>
<p>only a few weeks before she moved to CA[For college, most people move out of countries to go to school in the US]</p>
<p>At this time we continued to talk to each other, started to talk on the phone&#8230;and soon connections started to fly.</p>
<p>I then once again, intoxicated, told her I had feelings for her, she replied the next day that she felt the same.[On my birthday she told me how she felt.]</p>
<p>Well, from there we decided to meet[and no this aint no e-fart bullshit commercial lol].</p>
<p>And the tale of Her and I begins&#8230;.</p>
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