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| NAME: Cynthia NICKNAME: "Cindy" HOOKED-UP: 1989 NOTEWORTHY: I'm going to be brutally honest here, come right out and say it: This was the most embarrassing romantic relationship of my adolescent years...and perhaps, as such, provided an appropriate end to my teenage love life. This is one of those girls who was not only a member of our high-school-based band of friends, but also worked her way through the available males in our group: first hooking-up with Keith before dating me, then leading TOBY along and teasing my best friend for what seemed like a very lengthly amount of time after she & I broke up. That being said... We were already familiar with one another before dating; but I can't claim to have ever found her attractive until she showed an interest in me. Although timid about hooking-up at first, we eventually initialized a relationship (through silent mutual understanding) after spending hours talking on the phone, going to movies and basically enjoying each other's company...which caught me by surprise when I finally stopped to think about it. Regardless of substantial topics being hard to come by, we somehow passed the time together without addressing serious subjects, indulging in sexual activity or discussing our own relationship. Having mutual friends helped a lot in group settings; many of them were still in high school with her...and at the time, I remained very high-school-ish. I was only 19, and one year separated from graduation; so that's to be expected. In time, I began to notice flaws in her personality. Honestly, she didn't seem to be very intelligent. A lot of this was due to immaturity, most likely; and at such a young age, you're overly prone to repetition. After a while, hearing someone repeat things or talk about the same topics--especially if you're not fond of said subjects--can get really old very quickly. She possessed many tendencies of a typical teenage female, especially where idolizing male movie/TV/rock stars was concerned. It was because of this personality quirk that the following scenario would come to mind: If ya took an ugly old bald-headed guy, stuffed him into tight pants, put a long-haired wig on his head and handed him a guitar, she would fall in love with him. And the most embarrassing part? She & I were together four months...which, for the next four years, held the record as my longest romantic relationship. Yeah. Pretty sad. When finally reaching its conclusion, our relationship ended just as it had begun: with an unspoken, mutual understanding. Arguably, that was the strongest connection established between us: just knowing when to let the relationship die and go our separate ways. And after we parted company, her subsequent choices in guys left a lot to be desired--especially in light of how much she continued teasing TOBY. As the years passed, and our group of high school friends fractured, I lost track of Cindy. Not that any effort was invested in keeping tabs on her; we really had nothing to say to each other, and no interest in maintaining contact. Once she strayed from our group, and TOBY finally stopped chasing after her, she effectively (thankfully) dropped off my radar. Haven't heard anything else about her since. Think I'd like to keep it that way. __________________________ |