My hobbies have varied over the past few years. I taught myself how to play around on the piano several years ago and I still like tickling the ol' ivory e'ery now and then. I once played in the BC Poker Open down in Vancouver and lost a little over halfway through (I had an Ace King and lost to an Ace 3 because A 3 hit the flop); so I have played in a semi-professional poker tournament. Speaking of card games, I card counted quite a bit in university to make extra cash. No, it's not as cool as the movies would have you believe.
I was a gamer growing up, but have lost interest in all these new-fangled (redundant: fangles are always new) games out there, so I have reverted back ("reverted back" : redundant?) to playing old games--NES and SNES. I don't spend as much time as I once did on video or computer games, though. I also like to play soccer in a casual league, and keep somewhat physically active. I can also say that several years ago I ran the length of a marathon in an attempt to win a fitness competition (I totally won, and there's an awesome story there), but that was overdoing it and I've eased off on the fitness.
OK, so this is fairly long, but hang in there. It might be wordy, but at least I'm not an anteater. Ha... ha... I HATE THEM SO MUCH D:<.
I suppose I should mention my non-negotiable relationship morals. I have never cheated and never would cheat, although I happily assume most people don't. I believe in finding one person that I like, and seeing where it goes. I'm not entirely sure why, but until I decide whether or not I'm into someone, other women don't exist.
I'm actually very easy going. I take the joys that life gives me and roll on through everything else. So, if you're just looking for something casual or don't know if you're ready for anything relationship-y, let me know ASAP! And now for a story!
He arrived first, and chose a table that had a comfortable amount of distance from the other patrons of the coffee shop. After several minutes, She cautiously approached him. She said his name in an inquisitive manner; he smiled and greeted her by name. He arose and proceeded to order a frappacappacaramacchiato. She laughed at his ridiculous order and asked the barista to make it two. The two engaged in pleasant conversation and waited for their drinks to come. He talked about his weekend, and she talked of hers. When their drinks were manifested, they proceeded back to the table and began talking about their careers. He was a student at university, taking chemistry so that maybe one day he'd become a pharmacist or doctor. Only, he did not find passion in this line of work--he enjoyed tutoring high school students for extra cash so much more than studying for chemistry or volunteering at hospitals. But becoming a doctor; now that is respectable. He imbibed some of the concoction that he ordered--it was terrible, and he regretted spending $44 on it.
He asked her about her career and her aspirations. She had been around the world, travelling to whatever country she wanted for the past five years. She had started college, but wanted to experience life while she was young and unencumbered. She told stories of the children in Manila, the apes in Nepal, and the flowers in Florence. He listened to her intricately woven stories of her meanderings through parts of the world that he had only read about. Her eyes would sparkle and shine when she described in vivid detail each place she had been--the freedom of her spirit poured out onto the young man.
He had rigidly followed a plan that society had lain before him. Study, use intelligence, become a doctor, be the upper echelon of society, get rich, get a family, be a stereotype. He was captivated by the life that the young woman led. She was free--she was happy. He was captivated by her. Each sentence piqued his interest anew. He suddenly was nervous. He blurted out how he would someday like to travel and see famous historical landmarks one day. She laughed, and told him that she follows her passions, and that it was a good way to live. She smiled--he was flustered in such a cute way, and for some reason that is still unknown to this day, a flick of a spark emerged. CONTINUED BELOW