And I’m Busted……..

So upon the reveal of my little rant about ex’s an ex of mine read the story. Well as the irony builds I was once the victim of a “hate on the ex” story. Unlike my small little rant here I was burned in an article written by Christin Liverance in the N.C. State Technician. Here is a small portion of that story:

In the world of dating, opposites repel

Christin Liverance

Staff Columnist

Every girl has had at least one relationship with a guy that was her polar opposite. It may have been the traditional bad boy with a fast car and an earring, a hip-hop thug wannabe from the North Raleigh “hood” with baggy pants and misplaced racial identity, an artsy vegetarian with a bumper sticker that says “Ask me about stealing people’s essence!” or a fun-loving cowboy with a restless streak. We know deep down that these relationships are destined for failure from the very beginning, but there is something absolutely thrilling about exploring the existence of an individual that has nothing in common with us.

Sadly, I’ve engaged in these types of relationships all my life. I’m just learning that despite any initial attraction I may have towards the rebel-without-a-cause types, I need to look for someone that compliments my mellow and conservative demeanor.

In high school I dated the wrong guy because I really was naïve. No one actually looks for a boyfriend that is just like them. We don’t even know who we are yet. Political beliefs? Individual opinions that differ from our friend’s? Never heard of ‘em. Girls look for someone that’s cute, popular, and has a driver’s license.

So, I dated “Cliff.” My father loathed this boy. In fact, half of the population of Raleigh shared his feelings of hatred in regards to this young menace and I couldn’t imagine why. I was convinced I’d discovered his sweet and gentle core hidden beneath the solid shell of rebellion and attitude.

I’ll admit, Cliff was a bit of trouble-maker. He talked back to teachers, smoked Marlboros at lunch time, and sped around town in his Jeep with music blaring and sub-woofers throbbing. I on the other hand, had never seen the inside of the principal’s office. I’d perhaps tried cigarettes once or twice, if I went over the speed limit it was only by 3-5 miles, and at lunch time I joined my girlfriends off-campus at Bojangles for some chicken ‘n biscuits.

On our first date, Cliff took me to dinner and then to get my bellybutton pierced at a shady little tattoo parlor. I was the coolest girl I knew. Subconsciously, I was excited when I told people at school that I was dating Cliff and they gasped and fainted on the linoleum. I had never been the popular girl and suddenly everyone at our school knew who I was dating.

Cliff and I broke up just before we graduated and summer set in. I didn’t understand until years later, when I tried to date Cliff a second time, and then a third, why he was completely wrong for me. FYI: Screaming matches that take place over the phone every night aren’t normal and your stupid boyfriend should come to see <I>you</I> at least once in a blue moon instead of expecting you to drive an hour and a half to see him all the damn time. You know?!

We actually had a strong yet rocky relationship. We continued to date on and off for awhile and I’ll always love her as a good friend even though we don’t really see/speak often now. I guess my hate isn’t just an isolated incident for “Cliff” but instead is a general feeling that comes from certain relationships where strong feelings were involved. My last comments go out to one Christin Liverance whom I know will read this Story……….
It seems as though we are more alike in how we think than you may have ever thought. Just remember you are not always who you see yourself as. I will throw out a half hearted apology to the person I wrote this about but I ask for Christin to come out and give one too : ) . Im just kidding about that but it was actually funny to remember this being written years ago after I just blasted someone. Christin you were a special part of my life and I would never take it back and hopefully you feel the same way. I really don’t expect a response b/c I probably wouldn’t do the same if asked but I understand where you were coming from if that means anything.

update: Received Im
SummerGirl** (5:30:07 PM): no, i never thought we were a mistake
SummerGirl** (5:30:13 PM): i loved you very much for a very long time
SummerGirl** (5:30:19 PM): and i would never take that back
SummerGirl** (5:28:32 PM): it was me taking some of the more painful experiences and trying to have fun with them
SummerGirl** (5:28:39 PM): i never regretted dating you
SummerGirl** (5:28:42 PM): loving you
SummerGirl** (5:28:44 PM): any of that
SummerGirl** (5:28:56 PM): and i did like when i told people i was dating you and they fainted