This story fits the bill perfectly
They were many expensive weekends.

I first met her on Faceparty. I'm not going to name her.

I messaged her because she had the Cookie Monster as her profile picture and I thought this was something which warranted a message.

This message turned into a conversation which eventually ended in me catching a train from Cardiff to Norwich (leaving at 17.15 and arriving at 00.14 if memory serves me correctly) one weekend in July.

I then spent this weekend getting to know her and eventually getting to 2nd base despite me deciding to sleep on the couch the first night. (Ever the gentleman me).

After this weekend (which involved a party which she decided to let a random guy fondle her lovely tits, for a long time, but which I only found out about much, much later) we decided to go out.

This summer involved me going to see her *every* weekend because she had no money and I just wanted to see her all the time because I just liked spending time with her. Seriously- it all clicked and I thought I'd found the one.

Now this is where you'd expect it all to end. However it didn't. We really did hit it off and we ended up going out for 3 1/2 years, most of the time involved me going to see her at the weekends at her University (she went to Keele, I to Aberystwyth). Sometimes I went during the week because she insisted I went there *that* moment because I hadn't phoned her the night before.

we eventually fell in love as we had lots in common and just clicked. I honestly did see myself moving in with her one day, one glorious day which would mean that we wouldn't have to spend only a weekend together. For a weekend was never enough.

One week I returned from my weekend at hers on the Wednesday and was told on the Saturday that "things weren't working". She'd met someone at her University and decided to break up with me.

Overall the weekends cost me some money in order to see her, this I'm not bothered about.

It's the ignoring of friends and missing Uni lectures and gaining a 2:2 which was expensive. No matter how much money I get and what I do, I'll always regret ignoring my studies and my pals in pursuit of what I thought was true love.
(Evilweevil is covered in bees, Mon 17 May 2010, 23:06, 5 replies)

Nah, you have to take the shot when it feels right mate. Otherwise you'd be moping about saying 'I wish I'd pursued that chick, I think she was the one'.
( enoughblueskyforsailorstrousers, Tue 18 May 2010, 3:58, closed)

yeah
... this is a much better class of moping.
(haberman is singing in the changes, Tue 18 May 2010, 11:33, closed)

I did something similar
Regret it?...... Did I hell. The degree is slightly regrettable but all it means is that you'll have to work for less money for a few years. Friends, if they are true friends they will understand and any that don’t can be dispensed with. When my love life went down the shitter my mates were there for me, admittedly they called me a cunt but all that dirty sex was worth the money and effort. Chin up bro.
(CaptainCuntyBollocks the man who can with a frying pan full of lamb, Tue 18 May 2010, 12:38, closed)

Never pay for pussy, son.

(SSSSS, Tue 18 May 2010, 13:15, closed)

We all pay - somehow

(Reverend Fister "a disciplined fuckwit", Tue 18 May 2010, 13:42, closed)

The best advice I have ever had
was "If you ever have to choose between your friends and your boyfriend, choose your friends because they'll always be there for you". I've tried to stick to it and the only time I came close to breaking it was last year. Turned out he was cheating, so I'm glad I didn't lose my friends. And when you do find the one, you won't have to choose, cos they won't make you.
(Petite chien is going to do science to it, Tue 18 May 2010, 13:23, closed)

little gf tip
"Sometimes I went during the week because she insisted I went there *that* moment because I hadn't phoned her the night before."

That's an incredibly needy thing for someone to do. It's an extremly selfish thing to ask of someone to do multiple times. Her finding someone else who could spend even more time doting on her was pretty much inevitable. It's harsh but not your fault. It's her immature need to be the centre of everyones world that caused it and unless she comes to terms and deals with it she will end up alone.

Believe me I barely escaped a relationshiup like that recently and she's still haunting me. THe good times were great but her need for my constant attention o the point where she ignored her own kids was too much for me. She still doesn't believe she is so selfish and self absorbed and has decided that I dumped her because she put on weight no matter how many times I tell her differently.
( Crap Little Monkey Deathstar, so good they built it twice, Tue 18 May 2010, 18:31, closed)