ljim: Oh, all right. 
We'd met during a dinner with a bunch of mutual friends about 3-4 weeks ago -- they were all Brooklyn Tech alum, a few of whom also happened to go to NYU; I was the only Stuy HS kid there.
In any case, while our organizer was doing the group introductions, something just kinda clicked between her and me, and I resolved at that point to sit next to her during dinner. Funny thing was, we get to the restaurant and I'm looking around and I can't find her. Then I turn around and see that she's already standing behind me. My cynical mind started screaming, "Set-up!", but the actual story was much more prosaic, and I guess "romantic." She just had the same thing in mind.
Fast-forward a month, after our couple of dates and our public debut (with the same lot of gossiping mutual friends), and our chronic handholding and all that mushy, disgusting stuff, and, well ... it's just been brilliant. She's a nursing student up at Yale now, and I'm no longer moody as hell.
Even if it seems certain that you will lose, retaliate.
Neither wisdom nor technique has a place in this.
A real man does not think of victory or defeat.
He plunges recklessly towards an irrational death.
By doing this, you will awaken from your dreams.
- Hagakure: The Book of the Samurai, Yamamoto Tsunetomo
We'd met during a dinner with a bunch of mutual friends about 3-4 weeks ago -- they were all Brooklyn Tech alum, a few of whom also happened to go to NYU; I was the only Stuy HS kid there.In any case, while our organizer was doing the group introductions, something just kinda clicked between her and me, and I resolved at that point to sit next to her during dinner. Funny thing was, we get to the restaurant and I'm looking around and I can't find her. Then I turn around and see that she's already standing behind me. My cynical mind started screaming, "Set-up!", but the actual story was much more prosaic, and I guess "romantic." She just had the same thing in mind.
Fast-forward a month, after our couple of dates and our public debut (with the same lot of gossiping mutual friends), and our chronic handholding and all that mushy, disgusting stuff, and, well ... it's just been brilliant. She's a nursing student up at Yale now, and I'm no longer moody as hell.
Even if it seems certain that you will lose, retaliate.
Neither wisdom nor technique has a place in this.
A real man does not think of victory or defeat.
He plunges recklessly towards an irrational death.
By doing this, you will awaken from your dreams.
- Hagakure: The Book of the Samurai, Yamamoto Tsunetomo
