The Beginnings of Sarence.

So, after reading my cousins' love stories, I thought I'd post my own on here. It's not very amazing or anything, but it's how my Clarence and I became a Sarence.

Five and a half years ago, I was "dating" this girl named Candace. (It was never officially dating, but we were exclusive) Candace called me crying to say she'd cheated on me. I got extreeeemely angry, and punched a hole in the wall of the house I was living in. Afterwards, when I wasn't seeing red anymore, I realized that I'd left a hole in the wall, and Tim (my brother in law) was gunna kill me. A few weeks before, I had started talking to this random guy who sent me a message from gothicpersonals.com (hahaha, yes, we're cheesy). And one night, a few weeks before the Candace incident, he had IMed me from his best friend Jess' computer, and we learned that his friend lived in the same apartment complex as I did.


The first picture I ever saw of him.


And the picture that made him talk to me.

After the Candace thing, I saw that Jess was online, and started talking to her. I pretty much vented to her and asked if she had any spackling (sp?) to patch up the hole in the wall. She told me she didn't, but that she had Oreos and Buffy was playing, and I shouldn't be alone, so I should come over. So I did. I cried to this random sweet stranger about how horrible life was, and about how the girl I loved didn't love me back and whatnot. That night, I also met Clarence's other best friend, Jason. I went home that night, and talked to Clarence online and told him I'd met his friends. He told me he was jealous, and I should meet up with him the next night, and we'd go out, and he'd try to make me not so sad. So we did.



I don't even really remember my first impression of him. He was sweet. He was fun. Him and I were perfectly comfortable with each other right from the start. The night I met him, he told me I should move with him to Kentucky, since he was planning on going back. So I told him I would, and we giggled about it. That night (it was like 3am, actually) we went to Sonic, because there was nothing else open and walked around Walmart, since it too was one of the only things open. It was fun, and I was glad I'd found an awesome friend.

The next night I was invited back over to Jess' house to drink with Clarence, Jess and Jason. That was the first night in my life I ever got drunk. Soon, Jason and Jess went outside to smoke. Clarence moved in with his oh-so-awesome pickup line, "I know you're a lesbian, but you should make out with me." It worked. I was slightly drunk, upset about my "breakup" and this beautiful person wanted to kiss me. So I did.

The next few days were a blur of me being really emo about Candace, overly excited to see Clarence whenever he got off work and came and picked me up, and filled with dread that he might forget about me, or get bored with me. The Friday after we met we went out, and I fell asleep at like 6am, and had to get up at 8 to go take the test for my GED. So, on 2 hours of sleep I sped through this test that was supposed to take 8 hours, and finished in in about 2 1/2. I couldn't wait to be back with Clarence. (I ended up getting some of the highest scores in GA on everything but math, but I got an above avg on that too) That night, we went to The Black Celebration in Columbia, SC, where I met the "goth scene".



The first picture of us together.


A couple days later, we were laying down, and he had his arms around me, and said "mine." And I said "ok." So started the saga of the Sarence. :-p We've pretty much been attached at the hip ever since.

I knew I loved him about 2 weeks after meeting him.

I love him more now than I thought was humanly possible even a month ago.

We've both grown up a lot, and gained a *cough* bit *cough* of weight. We've been married for almost 3 years now. I love him more every second.