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 Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2008 6:57 pm
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“ @WinterBean&SakuraWars: 4laugh AWW! thats so sweet! >w<
@Berries: o.O you dont know?? do you at least have a crush? >.>”
H e l l o – D a n i i e
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2008 6:58 pm
I've never been in a romantic situation or anything. emo
You girls are probably gonna make fun of my dream guy... sweatdrop
Well, I'll start with the hair. I love hair. His hair would be around chin length in the front and gradually get to shoulder length in the back. It would be black or dark brown with maybe like some blonde streaks. It would be all like, hagin' in his eyes and stuff, which would be light brown. He'd probably have thick, black-rimmed glasses. I think he'd be pretty pale, and short. Like, at least an inch shorter then me. And he'd be really skinny. No muscles whatsoever. He'd be the kind that wears really tight, skinny jeans, and hoodies, 'cause I love emo boys and stuff. He'd wear pink.
As for personality: He'd have a good sense of humor and he'd be sensitive and really sympathetic and uber shy. I'd need to protect him from the world. heart
Okay, feel free to mock me now. emo
P.S. he'd giggle a lot
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2008 7:04 pm
Spindra I've never been in a romantic situation or anything. emo
You girls are probably gonna make fun of my dream guy... sweatdrop
Well, I'll start with the hair. I love hair. His hair would be around chin length in the front and gradually get to shoulder length in the back. It would be black or dark brown with maybe like some blonde streaks. It would be all like, hagin' in his eyes and stuff, which would be light brown. He'd probably have thick, black-rimmed glasses. I think he'd be pretty pale, and short. Like, at least an inch shorter then me. And he'd be really skinny. No muscles whatsoever. He'd be the kind that wears really tight, skinny jeans, and hoodies, 'cause I love emo boys and stuff. He'd wear pink.
As for personality: He'd have a good sense of humor and he'd be sensitive and really sympathetic and uber shy. I'd need to protect him from the world. heart
Okay, feel free to mock me now. emo P.S. he'd giggle a lot ♥
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There's no reason to mock you, Spindra.
i actually think thats a cute guy..=] especially
a guy that giggles alot! ;D
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H e l l o – D a n i i e
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2008 9:15 pm
 My tastes vary. Basically, I like them to be taller than be (if only by a little), great smile, nice eyes, great personality, likes to laugh, and likes to hug me a lot. <3
Edit: oh, and a good sense of style.
Too bad I have yet to find one like that... sweatdrop
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2008 9:39 pm
Um... this is hard... my bf is pretty much.
He'd have to have longish hair. Slightly shorter than his shoulder. It's have to be thinnish so it always looks nice. It also has to be slightly messy, but still nice. I'd like a guy who's not afraid to obsess over his hair and have other see. xD He'd have to be slightly shorter (not hard with my amazon-ness...) than me. Not muscular, kinda petit. He'd have to have good fashion sense... or to me, anyways. A kind of hoodie and jeans person, that can make it look really nice. He'd have to be shy-ish and real sweet. Nice and smart. He'd have to care about me and think about my side, sometimes. And handsome. xD
That's kinda stupid, but whatever... and that's actually, pretty much my bf.
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2008 10:46 pm
My dream guy is tall, and muscular but in a skinny way. He's got dark curly hair that's just a little short and he dresses very casually. He plays a sport but it's not the most important thing to him. He's smart, and quiet when you first meet him. He'd have to have a great sense of humor and be fun and true to who he is. He's a little cynical and has a sense of witty sarcasm that isn't over the top. He's sweet and treats people well.
The strangest thing is that this guy I had a crush on is exactly like that. We would talk every now and then and he goes to my church but nothing super sweet ever happened. Although, there was a moment when he met my parents at a parent night for our church program.
We were sitting at the same table (him, me, and our parents) and we had to play this game. Parents had to write something about their teenager and the teenagers would all guess who it was about. As soon as our table was reading one of the parents descriptions which said, "My child is sweet, caring, intelligent..." he automatically looked at me and said my name.
When we got back to the car, my parents were talking about him and his family and they were saying what a nice boy he was. I couldn't help but smile because my dad is one of those strict and overprotective fathers you think you only see in the movies.
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 5:22 am
*sighs* Let's see... My guy would have amazing hair. Emo style. Probably dyed black or some unnatural color... He would be tall and have amazing eyes, either green or blue. Oh, and he would be skinny and cute. Personality wise, he would like the same kind of music as me, he would be kind and trustworthy, and he would be more outgoing than me. I would be able to just talk to him for hours and lose track of the time. He would make me laugh on a daily basis. Oh yeah, and he would be intelligent.
I'm afraid such a guy may not exist... It's hard to find a guy that has a great personality when you are so shallow.... sweatdrop
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 5:28 am
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 9:24 am
I think that if I were to go out with a guy again, he'd have to be the most perfect guy ever. xD
Personality-wise, he'd have to be pretty out-there humor (dead baby jokes, don't ask) as well as listen to a lot of my comedy stuff that I've been hooked on for awhile now. He'd have to be pretty sensitive, though, but not overly sensitive. He needs to put up with my bullshit, which is a lot because I push people away, etc. I WANT A BOY WHO'S NOT AFRAID TO LISTEN TO HEAVY MUSIC. That's a big one. He has to have a good taste in music, but not afraid to listen to heavier stuff once in awhile.
Appearance-wise, I'd like the emo-bangs look on a guy, although I could settle with whatever. I'd like a guy with unnatural-colored hair, I'd love that. <3 Piercings and/or tattoos are OKAY WITH ME, as long as he can pull it off. *grin*
That's my "dream guy", although it'll never happen. *sigh*
Of course, if I fall for someone that's not like that, and I figure they are the "perfect" or "dream" guy for me, then that's okay, too. =]
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 10:49 am
*sigh* I've never had a boyfriend, and maybe that's because I won't settle. The only guys I would ever consider dating are above my level....
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 11:17 am
Hehe, I've had many dream guys. First off, I don't know why the heck I was having these dreams, but I had a boyfriend that frequently visited me in my dreams two years ago (Freshmen year). I mean, his name was Rick, and he had a motorcycle, and he was kind of the bad boy type. I mean, yeah, literal "dream" guy! The last I 'saw' him was the night before I was going to talk out and resolve something between me and this guy (who's one of my best friends now), and Rick "didn't like this guy" and told me to "Stay the hell away from him". I told him to leave me alone, and he hasn't visited my dreams since. Weird, huh?
So, here's my description of my real dream guy! Ok. Basically he's my character's husband in my book (yeah, Gabrielle Viltras isn't my real name, its actually my character's name, and she's married, hehe). So, my hubby is Sacha Romanishche. -pokes siggy- Yeah, that's basically what Sacha looks like. He has light brown hair and green eyes.
Sacha was born in Russia, and is moving to the United States to go study at Cornell University in 2009 from where he currently lives in London with his Aunt. When he goes to Cornell, he will meet a shy girl there with blond wavy/curly hair, and blue eyes named Katie (my real name, I prefer Gabrielle). He will be also going into a Biochemistry major, and how he meets her is he has the same classes as her. How they meet is they wind up bumping into each other at the library (literally), and he notices that she's reading a book that he's reading as well, and they start their conversation from there.
Eventually they become friends, with a lot of the same interests. Both of them are involved in the Wind Ensemble, Marching Band, and Orchestra (she playing flute and piccolo, and he playing saxophone). They both have an interest in theater, and start going to see productions together in their spare time.
Finally, the sad day of graduation comes. Katie is going to move in with her Dad to help with the cheese factory until she can find a stable job or find a suitable school to attend grad school, and doesn't know where Sacha will be. The morning of graduation, Katie gets a note with a box right outside her apartment door. She opens it to find a beautiful pair of earrings and a note that says to meet her on top of the bell tower. She quickly races to the bell tower to see Sacha waiting for her there, looking somewhat nervous.
"I was going to go back to Russia to find my parents." He said, taking a big breath. He seemed to be fidgeting with something he was holding in his pocket, but Katie couldn't make out what it was. She was about to speak, but he put a finger to her lips, saying, "Let me finish."
"I was going to go back to Russia. You can say, well...events have come up, and I might not be going back at all. I guess, well, they aren't events that happened yet, but they could."
He took another deep breath and continued.
"Katie. I realize our paths would be separating if this happened. I don't know if I'd ever see you again, and I wouldn't be able to live with myself if that happened. I'd be throwing away a friend that has helped me get through these years of college, years I could have spent all alone due to me being foreign. But...I feel, or my feelings...I feel that we're more than friends. I feel I love you and I'd be loosing the only opportunity of love if I went back to Russia."
He got down on one knee and pulled out a box. A glittering ring was in it.
"Katie, please, would you marry me."
Katie, shocked didn't know what to say. All she could squeak out was "Yes." He stood up, and kissed her as the morning concert of the bells was played.
xD Oh my goodness, how did this turn out to be a story? Stupid fantasies.
NO THIS IS NOT REAL!!!!!!!
Gosh darn it. Well, I can dream, can't I? I don't know any Sachas, I will hopefully be attending Cornell in a year and a half, it is my dream, and I do hope to find the love of my life at college actually, I mean, someone who shares the same interests as me in the sciences and music.
@Miss Em Malicious- Oh my goodness, some of my friends were telling "Dead Baby Jokes" on the way back from the theater convention we went to.
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 12:11 pm
Syrinx330 Hehe, I've had many dream guys. First off, I don't know why the heck I was having these dreams, but I had a boyfriend that frequently visited me in my dreams two years ago (Freshmen year). I mean, his name was Rick, and he had a motorcycle, and he was kind of the bad boy type. I mean, yeah, literal "dream" guy! The last I 'saw' him was the night before I was going to talk out and resolve something between me and this guy (who's one of my best friends now), and Rick "didn't like this guy" and told me to "Stay the hell away from him". I told him to leave me alone, and he hasn't visited my dreams since. Weird, huh?
So, here's my description of my real dream guy! Ok. Basically he's my character's husband in my book (yeah, Gabrielle Viltras isn't my real name, its actually my character's name, and she's married, hehe). So, my hubby is Sacha Romanishche. -pokes siggy- Yeah, that's basically what Sacha looks like. He has light brown hair and green eyes.
Sacha was born in Russia, and is moving to the United States to go study at Cornell University in 2009 from where he currently lives in London with his Aunt. When he goes to Cornell, he will meet a shy girl there with blond wavy/curly hair, and blue eyes named Katie (my real name, I prefer Gabrielle). He will be also going into a Biochemistry major, and how he meets her is he has the same classes as her. How they meet is they wind up bumping into each other at the library (literally), and he notices that she's reading a book that he's reading as well, and they start their conversation from there.
Eventually they become friends, with a lot of the same interests. Both of them are involved in the Wind Ensemble, Marching Band, and Orchestra (she playing flute and piccolo, and he playing saxophone). They both have an interest in theater, and start going to see productions together in their spare time.
Finally, the sad day of graduation comes. Katie is going to move in with her Dad to help with the cheese factory until she can find a stable job or find a suitable school to attend grad school, and doesn't know where Sacha will be. The morning of graduation, Katie gets a note with a box right outside her apartment door. She opens it to find a beautiful pair of earrings and a note that says to meet her on top of the bell tower. She quickly races to the bell tower to see Sacha waiting for her there, looking somewhat nervous.
"I was going to go back to Russia to find my parents." He said, taking a big breath. He seemed to be fidgeting with something he was holding in his pocket, but Katie couldn't make out what it was. She was about to speak, but he put a finger to her lips, saying, "Let me finish."
"I was going to go back to Russia. You can say, well...events have come up, and I might not be going back at all. I guess, well, they aren't events that happened yet, but they could."
He took another deep breath and continued.
"Katie. I realize our paths would be separating if this happened. I don't know if I'd ever see you again, and I wouldn't be able to live with myself if that happened. I'd be throwing away a friend that has helped me get through these years of college, years I could have spent all alone due to me being foreign. But...I feel, or my feelings...I feel that we're more than friends. I feel I love you and I'd be loosing the only opportunity of love if I went back to Russia."
He got down on one knee and pulled out a box. A glittering ring was in it.
"Katie, please, would you marry me."
Katie, shocked didn't know what to say. All she could squeak out was "Yes." He stood up, and kissed her as the morning concert of the bells was played.
xD Oh my goodness, how did this turn out to be a story? Stupid fantasies.
NO THIS IS NOT REAL!!!!!!!
Gosh darn it. Well, I can dream, can't I? I don't know any Sachas, I will hopefully be attending Cornell in a year and a half, it is my dream, and I do hope to find the love of my life at college actually, I mean, someone who shares the same interests as me in the sciences and music.
@Miss Em Malicious- Oh my goodness, some of my friends were telling "Dead Baby Jokes" on the way back from the theater convention we went to.
Aww. That's so cuteeee. <3
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 12:13 pm
Fagosaurus Rex Syrinx330 Hehe, I've had many dream guys. First off, I don't know why the heck I was having these dreams, but I had a boyfriend that frequently visited me in my dreams two years ago (Freshmen year). I mean, his name was Rick, and he had a motorcycle, and he was kind of the bad boy type. I mean, yeah, literal "dream" guy! The last I 'saw' him was the night before I was going to talk out and resolve something between me and this guy (who's one of my best friends now), and Rick "didn't like this guy" and told me to "Stay the hell away from him". I told him to leave me alone, and he hasn't visited my dreams since. Weird, huh?
So, here's my description of my real dream guy! Ok. Basically he's my character's husband in my book (yeah, Gabrielle Viltras isn't my real name, its actually my character's name, and she's married, hehe). So, my hubby is Sacha Romanishche. -pokes siggy- Yeah, that's basically what Sacha looks like. He has light brown hair and green eyes.
Sacha was born in Russia, and is moving to the United States to go study at Cornell University in 2009 from where he currently lives in London with his Aunt. When he goes to Cornell, he will meet a shy girl there with blond wavy/curly hair, and blue eyes named Katie (my real name, I prefer Gabrielle). He will be also going into a Biochemistry major, and how he meets her is he has the same classes as her. How they meet is they wind up bumping into each other at the library (literally), and he notices that she's reading a book that he's reading as well, and they start their conversation from there.
Eventually they become friends, with a lot of the same interests. Both of them are involved in the Wind Ensemble, Marching Band, and Orchestra (she playing flute and piccolo, and he playing saxophone). They both have an interest in theater, and start going to see productions together in their spare time.
Finally, the sad day of graduation comes. Katie is going to move in with her Dad to help with the cheese factory until she can find a stable job or find a suitable school to attend grad school, and doesn't know where Sacha will be. The morning of graduation, Katie gets a note with a box right outside her apartment door. She opens it to find a beautiful pair of earrings and a note that says to meet her on top of the bell tower. She quickly races to the bell tower to see Sacha waiting for her there, looking somewhat nervous.
"I was going to go back to Russia to find my parents." He said, taking a big breath. He seemed to be fidgeting with something he was holding in his pocket, but Katie couldn't make out what it was. She was about to speak, but he put a finger to her lips, saying, "Let me finish."
"I was going to go back to Russia. You can say, well...events have come up, and I might not be going back at all. I guess, well, they aren't events that happened yet, but they could."
He took another deep breath and continued.
"Katie. I realize our paths would be separating if this happened. I don't know if I'd ever see you again, and I wouldn't be able to live with myself if that happened. I'd be throwing away a friend that has helped me get through these years of college, years I could have spent all alone due to me being foreign. But...I feel, or my feelings...I feel that we're more than friends. I feel I love you and I'd be loosing the only opportunity of love if I went back to Russia."
He got down on one knee and pulled out a box. A glittering ring was in it.
"Katie, please, would you marry me."
Katie, shocked didn't know what to say. All she could squeak out was "Yes." He stood up, and kissed her as the morning concert of the bells was played.
xD Oh my goodness, how did this turn out to be a story? Stupid fantasies.
NO THIS IS NOT REAL!!!!!!!
Gosh darn it. Well, I can dream, can't I? I don't know any Sachas, I will hopefully be attending Cornell in a year and a half, it is my dream, and I do hope to find the love of my life at college actually, I mean, someone who shares the same interests as me in the sciences and music.
@Miss Em Malicious- Oh my goodness, some of my friends were telling "Dead Baby Jokes" on the way back from the theater convention we went to.
Aww. That's so cuteeee. <3 Thanks! Hehe, my imagination tends to run wild sometimes.
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 12:41 pm
Syrinx330 Fagosaurus Rex Syrinx330 Hehe, I've had many dream guys. First off, I don't know why the heck I was having these dreams, but I had a boyfriend that frequently visited me in my dreams two years ago (Freshmen year). I mean, his name was Rick, and he had a motorcycle, and he was kind of the bad boy type. I mean, yeah, literal "dream" guy! The last I 'saw' him was the night before I was going to talk out and resolve something between me and this guy (who's one of my best friends now), and Rick "didn't like this guy" and told me to "Stay the hell away from him". I told him to leave me alone, and he hasn't visited my dreams since. Weird, huh?
So, here's my description of my real dream guy! Ok. Basically he's my character's husband in my book (yeah, Gabrielle Viltras isn't my real name, its actually my character's name, and she's married, hehe). So, my hubby is Sacha Romanishche. -pokes siggy- Yeah, that's basically what Sacha looks like. He has light brown hair and green eyes.
Sacha was born in Russia, and is moving to the United States to go study at Cornell University in 2009 from where he currently lives in London with his Aunt. When he goes to Cornell, he will meet a shy girl there with blond wavy/curly hair, and blue eyes named Katie (my real name, I prefer Gabrielle). He will be also going into a Biochemistry major, and how he meets her is he has the same classes as her. How they meet is they wind up bumping into each other at the library (literally), and he notices that she's reading a book that he's reading as well, and they start their conversation from there.
Eventually they become friends, with a lot of the same interests. Both of them are involved in the Wind Ensemble, Marching Band, and Orchestra (she playing flute and piccolo, and he playing saxophone). They both have an interest in theater, and start going to see productions together in their spare time.
Finally, the sad day of graduation comes. Katie is going to move in with her Dad to help with the cheese factory until she can find a stable job or find a suitable school to attend grad school, and doesn't know where Sacha will be. The morning of graduation, Katie gets a note with a box right outside her apartment door. She opens it to find a beautiful pair of earrings and a note that says to meet her on top of the bell tower. She quickly races to the bell tower to see Sacha waiting for her there, looking somewhat nervous.
"I was going to go back to Russia to find my parents." He said, taking a big breath. He seemed to be fidgeting with something he was holding in his pocket, but Katie couldn't make out what it was. She was about to speak, but he put a finger to her lips, saying, "Let me finish."
"I was going to go back to Russia. You can say, well...events have come up, and I might not be going back at all. I guess, well, they aren't events that happened yet, but they could."
He took another deep breath and continued.
"Katie. I realize our paths would be separating if this happened. I don't know if I'd ever see you again, and I wouldn't be able to live with myself if that happened. I'd be throwing away a friend that has helped me get through these years of college, years I could have spent all alone due to me being foreign. But...I feel, or my feelings...I feel that we're more than friends. I feel I love you and I'd be loosing the only opportunity of love if I went back to Russia."
He got down on one knee and pulled out a box. A glittering ring was in it.
"Katie, please, would you marry me."
Katie, shocked didn't know what to say. All she could squeak out was "Yes." He stood up, and kissed her as the morning concert of the bells was played.
xD Oh my goodness, how did this turn out to be a story? Stupid fantasies.
NO THIS IS NOT REAL!!!!!!!
Gosh darn it. Well, I can dream, can't I? I don't know any Sachas, I will hopefully be attending Cornell in a year and a half, it is my dream, and I do hope to find the love of my life at college actually, I mean, someone who shares the same interests as me in the sciences and music.
@Miss Em Malicious- Oh my goodness, some of my friends were telling "Dead Baby Jokes" on the way back from the theater convention we went to.
Aww. That's so cuteeee. <3 Thanks! Hehe, my imagination tends to run wild sometimes. ♥
“ aww....thats so sweet. ^ o ^ ”
H e l l o – D a n i i e
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 12:58 am
I don't have a dream guy.
I don't care about how he looks - I've been in love with blond, brown, tall, green eyes, blue eyes, everything.
Personality wise he's got to be funny - but no dirty jokes, plz -, caring, understanding - he's got to understand I need my freedom! - and protective. Somehow I find that very sexy. x3
Oh yeah, and he's got to have muscular arms. Don't ask me why. lol
And he's got to have pretteh eyes.
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