Last night, I arrived in Waterloo. I began visiting Waterloo a year ago when I started dating my boyfriend Colin. Being a small town girl, born and raised in a gated community, ever sheltered by my parents, big cities always seemed so far away. Like a dream. So when Colin, invited me to come down the first time, I aint gonna lie, I was scared shitless.
Let me back up for a second, Colin and I met online via the dating site POF (Plenty of Fish). Now I know there are a lot of critics out there that absolutely can not stand online relationships, or trying to find that special someone online. Most people regard online things as ways to “hook up” with people or to have romantic sexting partners. And lets face it, a lot of guys that girls meet online can be pyscho, cray, waayy too clingy, waay too distant or all of the above. However, there are those few moments where people can come together. The people who are serious about finding that special someone that just so happens to not be in their town. I was always an online person, I hate meeting people for the first time because number one: Im shy as shit, and number two: first impressions are such a big thing to me that I’m nervous and scared af to try and make myself presentable and I guess acceptable to this guy. So I guess I turned to online resources to try and put myself out there but also not physically because I’m using technology instead of me going to a bar or a party. And let’s face it with the way I look its hard to pick up guys XD. (Filters all of ze way!! lolz)
Anyways, Colin messaged me and at first I was skeptical it would go anywhere. In the past, I had my heart broken many times and I had a lot of trust issues. However, I believed that love one day would come to me, I just had to work to find it. So I gave it a shot, and it turned out to be the best decision I ever made. We talked for 4 days and he already asked me out. That’s how big of a connection we made. He was me in male form and I truly found my soul mate. In addition, as they say, opposites attract. And we were truly opposites. Its weird to say someone is exactly like you but also the opposite. But that’s literally how we are. We have a lot of differing opinions and yes that does lead to slight arguments, but since we get each other we are able to come to terms and figure out our differences.
So how did we come face to face you may ask? Well, because I was in such a strict family, going anywhere was hard. So of course I had to do the thing that kids have to do with their parents in tough situations…I had to lie. Yes I know! It was bad <.>. But I had to know if this was the man for me. So I started my plan. At the time I was in my first semester of college. And it was reading week, which for all of you that don’t know, its a week we get off of school to relax and ready ourselves for the upcoming exams. So I told my parents that I was heading to a party at my friends place in Toronto and that I would be back the weekend of (it was a Monday). I went with my friend to her place in downtown Toronto via subway and buses to ready myself to travel to Waterloo. (PS. I didn’t have a car, nor did my boyfriend at the time which is why busing was the only way down, of course me being me I forgot my frickin sweater at my friends place which caused us to not become friends but that’s a whooole other story for later :$) The morning of that Tuesday, I gathered my things (not the sweater cause I’m a slight idiot) >.> and bused all the way down to Waterloo. (Which, if your wondering btw, took me from 5:00am-8:00pm to get there, yes I do a lot of things for love lolz.)
When I got there I was nervous as shit, and all I wanted to do was throw up or get back on the bus, but I just had to know. I texted my boyfriend and he said he was coming to meet me. During that time it was winter, and it was cold as hell outside, the snow was thick and falling and of course my whole face was red with cold and my nose was running like crazy, and I was panicking because I thought I looked like shit (with busing all day, I was wearing sweats with minimal makeup and my hair was a mess) I was embarrassed and hoped that he wouldn’t notice. And then I saw him, walking towards me down the sidewalk, and just as soon as I looked up and our eyes met, my heart fluttered and my stomach filled with a ton of butterflies and I knew that he was the one…he waved and we met halfway. I was too nervous to speak until he looked at me and said, “Hey, you look absolutely beautiful today.” And that was it. Even now, every time I see his car pull up to pick me up, my heart flutters and my stomach fills to the brink with butterflies.
Now you may ask, why a long distance relationship? And how do you do it? First off, I live 1 hour and 45 min bus drive away from my boyfriend (not counting in the 50 min car ride to the bus stop). So yes that is considered long distance. Honestly, its gonna sound cheesy, but true love and communication, lots and lots of communication is what keeps us together. When I’m not over, we text constantly if I’m not at my parents place, (I live with my parents because of school) and when I get home, he calls me either on voice chat or Skype. Because we are a gamer couple, we game together every chance we get. (its also a major reason we stick together) And through every thing I do, he constantly supports and encourages me to continue forward. You just have to find that one person that is able to stick with you no matter what, that is true love right there. If anyone has any questions about how to deal with having one or just how to respond to certain situations or like idk anything, feel free to comment 🙂 I love answering questions and giving advice. So don’t be shy 😛
Thanks for reading,
WolfHowls For Everywolf!
PS. For all of you that are wondering, yes my parents hate my boyfriend, yes they found out about the lie and the relationship. No I aint ashamed about how it turned out or what I had to do. Sometimes you just gotta take charge of your own life. Parents may know whats best for you at a younger age, but as soon as you become an adult (which in my books is 18-19) you need to start thinking for yourself. Because they cant hold your hand forever. And yes I do respect my parents and I do love them dearly, however I’ve also had to learn to have my own say in my life. Because they aren’t gonna walk down the aisle for me, they are gonna walk with me.