I had to ignore her in the end
As a just-turned-twenty year old, I'd been with my first proper girlfriend for about six weeks.

We both lived with our respective parents, so any sex that we managed to have was in the privacy of our own bedrooms, done quietly so that we couldn't be heard.

The thing is, although she was a nice girl, and it was fun having more sex than I'd ever had before, I was bored. Very bored. But not bored enough to break up with the girl (because I'd then lose out on the sex)

Valentines Day came along, and being the romantic type, I shelled out for a dozen red roses, a small fortune to someone working as an apprentice. The gift was well received as the girlfriend told me that she'd never been bought flowers before, and things seemed all rosy. Apart from that nagging boring feelieng that I still had.

That same Valentines Day I drove the fifty mile journey to her house and picked her up, making her get up early to come with me, and drove her back to my mums house.

So what did I have planned for the most romantic day of the year? Well, West Ham were at home that day, so I left the girlfriend with my mum for the day and went out on the lash with my mates to watch the Hammers who, true to form, lost and put me in a bad mood. I got home at just gone 9pm, ordered an Indian take away, ate it with mum and the girlfriend and fell asleep on the sofa twenty minutes later.

When I was gently shaken awake a couple of hours later, the girlfriend and I were alone. She wanted some "us" time, but I shrugged her off and left her watching tv as I went to bed.

When she joined me later in the night and tried to cuddle up, I shrugged her off, swore at her and went back to sleep on the sofa.

The next morning I woke her up, hurried her to get dressed and bundled her into the car before driving her home. As I started the engine my first words were "I don't think this is working out." Her prepons was to cry for the best part of the hour it took to get home. As I dropped her off, she pulled me into an embrace and begged me not to leave her. Even when I explained that it wasn't working and that I was treating her like crap, she didn't change her mind.

In the end, only the age old method of ignoring her seemed to work :(
( SeasonTicketless is too often the statue, and rarely the pigeon., Sat 7 Jun 2008, 14:28, Reply)