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Originally Posted by curiousbear
right in my class. we were no classmates though.
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Tt and I met in a class, too.
In high school, I ran hurdles for the track team. I always kept my eye on a friendly guy with crazy hair who practiced on the other side of the track. He always smiled as he competed in pole vaulting. I started noticing him around school more. He played flute, later trombone in the jazz band. I often passed him with his group of friends on my way to choir practice. Whenever I passed him, I wondered if I'd ever get the nerve to introduce myself. One Fall semester, as a junior in high school, I helped out in a senior English class. Tt happened to be in the class. The first day I saw him there, I thought, "this is my chance!" Over the course of the year, I spoke to him a little here and there. I was timid and not very memorable. The last few days of class, we had yearbook signings. I wanted so badly for Tt to sign my book, so I asked him when he came into the class and sat down. He didn't think much about it, said "Sure!" and wrote something nice with his e-mail address. I then asked a few other people in the class for their signatures, so it wouldn't be obvious that I was interested in Tt.
A couple of weeks after graduation, I sent him a carefully-crafted e-mail. I wrote him a little of the message in French, asking him to help me improve my writing and grammar. He responded positively, and we kept up as pen pals and became close friends.
In spring of 2005, Tt and I toured Europe by rail and foot. Backpacking through Europe was a dream that we both had for some time. It seemed to be the quintessential experience for young adults. Our friend offered us a place to stay in Paris, and we jumped at the idea. We spent a month on our great adventure.
When I decided to go back to school full-time in 2006, Tt convinced me to apply for Berkeley. I applied to a number of schools, and received many rejection letters. I was only accepted to the school he suggested. I saw campus for the first time when I showed up for summer school. Tt visited every month or so. I realized how much I missed him and we went on little dates during his weekend visits. He proposed, visited more frequently, we moved in together. A month after graduation *poof* we were married.