Sean that turned out to be Shaun
Well, I grew up in South Africa and so I cant tell you about what form I was in but I can put it in grades.
My very first crush was a guy called Martin Briggs, but he fancied my best friend Lisa but she fancied his cousin Dunkin who turned out to be gay.
But, thats not who I want to tell you about, I would like to tell you about 'Sean Morris', I later found out his name was spelled 'Shaun' and I was heart broken and devastated because I had carved the wrong fekken name into all those desks for all those years.
It all started in my first year in high school (Grade 7), I was a straggly skinny little blonde haired chicky that had a serious complex about her nose. I was certainly not a popular girl and most would say I was a dork because I hung out with possibly the ugliest chicks at school. The day I saw him was sunny and bright and we had just been to Mr Jones' Class and Mr Jones was someone who loved himself dearly, he would tuck a red carnation into his jacket pocket everyday... but I digress. So on this afternoon after class with Mr Jones, my friend and I were going upstairs to our next class and I started to impersonate Mr Jones, his suave accent, his pussy voice etc. As I was doing this I noticed a guy looking at me, he was amused by me and oh my god, it was love at first sight, that was me, totally infatuated for the very first time.
Little did I know at the time, he wasn't interested in me and didnt really fancy me, he just thought I was funny for one fleeting moment and he went on with his cool dude life.
We would hang out everywhere he hung out and slowly but surely all my friends grew a crush on Shaun but as the years went by and they all got boyfriends and I didnt, finally the time came for him to leave school. I have never been so devastated.
Three years later, I was at a club called Morgans Cat and the straggly blonde had blossomed and turned into something of reasonable beauty (this is me by the way, not to be vain or anything but fuck, after years of being a hound I reckon I deserved the transformation). So anyhoo, at the club, I saw Shaun, he fancied the pants off me and when I asked him if he remembered me from school and how I had always hung out next to his group, he looked at me and said, no, he didnt recognise me but could he buy me a drink? Well, I let him buy me that drink and enjoyed telling him how I had been totally in love with him at school. By the end of the night though I had already received much attention from other guys and he had gotten the message that my school crush for him was just that and no more...

Off he went, short little shit Shaun. Oh how I was blinded by his curly locks and blue eyes....

Sorry for length!!!
(Barmybarny, Tue 10 Nov 2009, 14:20, Reply)