I know there will be many questions about our story, so for those of you that are new to my blog and have not read it yet, here it is:
A lot of you have been asking about whether or not I have a boyfriend, and to tell my story re my engagement.
Well, here goes....
I grew up in a very strict Persian house-hold. "boys" or "dating" were foreign terms to me and were simply out of the question. Even in high-school, I was barely allowed to acknowledge that I had male classmates! It's safe to say I didn't date much (if at all) in high-school while I was living under my parent's roof. I was SO skinny and awkward looking anyway, so I'm not so sure anyone even wanted to date me lol
Then, I went to college! I moved to Austin from Houston to attend The University of Texas for undergrad, and I began to fill out and discover boys a bit. At the end of my first year, right after I turned 19, I met one boy in particular, he was also Persian. No, he was not a classmate, he was an attorney. Ooops lol.
I was the epitome of a good girl. I was an A+ student, a virgin, loved puppies, and I had never been drunk or done a hard drug in my life. He on the other hand was the epitome of a bad boy. Fast cars, loud jokes, owned night clubs as a hobby, womanizer, everything I didn't look for in a man.
He was instantly obsessed with me (obviously...) and we became friends. I was honestly so scared of him. Well, fast forward 2 years and after all the time, effort and inappropriateness he spent on me, we finally had our first kiss (talk about playing hard to get! lol). It was incredible. I will never forget that moment, I knew that I was in love with him.
|Not our first kiss, obviously! lol|
|Dress shopping was so fun!! I bought two lol|
|Ring shopping was even more fun!|
Of course, just as with all men, it was only a little over a year after I left for good that he realized how much he loved me, how wrongly he had done me, and that he couldn't live without me. He vowed to make all sorts of changes and stop all sorts of bad habits if I would give him another chance.
|Phi Phi Island, Thailand|
|What a gentleman pulling both bags!! lol|
Today, we are best friends, and often act like boyfriend-girlfriend even though we technically aren't (I'm so scared he'll revert back to that guy if I take him back). HE even cooks for ME! Attempts to anyway...
|WTF is this supposed to be?! lol|
Will we end up together? I don't know. Only time will tell what I can and can't forgive and forget... What I do know is that if he wants to be with me, this time he has to come to ME. I moved to Houston for him once, I'm not doing it again. Before I will give him back his "boyfriend" title, he has to move to LA.
The good news is, they say at engagement the rule is the girl deserves 1 carat for every year you've been together, 10 carats sounds very fair to me.
|10 Carats I tried on last month <3 (did not buy it!!)|