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A Brief History
A Few Stories
The Good Stuff
Our Real Relationship
Life As Today
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Let me state that this page is completely my opinion. You can reserve the right to judge N 1 however you would like to. I am using this page just to inform you of what I have learned over the time that I have known her. I have no intention to accurately report N 1's personality, it's only what I have figured out on my own. Many of these things might not be entirely true to what N 1's actual personality is like, it's only what she has let me find out, or more importantly, what she wants me to think about herself. If you would like to update my information database; anything you think you know that I don't, you may do so here. doug@dougmalcore.com |
As I remember, towards the end of 7th grade, she became a big time Doug fan, as most women eventually do. Anyhow, we finally agreed to be "significant others" the last day of school. Of course, neither of us had a car, our time together was brief. We would see each other on an irregular schedule. Whenever it popped up. I remember driving to her place with my dad's hired hand. And we hung out then. We also both were invited to this musical training class, or acting class, something like that, at UWGB. So we both went. At this time she was my girlfriend. I think we might have broken up twice during the week. Of course, being young, and neither of us never knowing what we wanted, we always reconciled. She was always involved in my life during those middle school years. When I first cut my "mullet" off that I had for 4 years, I was at my locker that morning. Well, N 1 (my girlfriend at the time) was in the hall as well, and I had my back towards her. We were the only two people, and she says to me, "hey kid, do you have a quarter I can borrow?" I turn around to reveal myself, and we both were rolling on the floor in laughter. N 1 was a great friend for me, and we had the most unbelievebly fun times. It's hard to look back on those years and not think of her, we were completely compatible. |
Revenge I did acheieve, and then some. I had some power in high school, and a definite power to sway opinions in one way or another. Until senior year, I didn't unload full steam. But when the oppurtunity presented itself. I did have my revenge. I don't remember the things I said, or did. Even a few examples. I was ultra asshole to N 1, and anyone that talked to her. So were my friends, (also very influential personalities). Anytime someone was caught talking with N 1. They heard about it from me. Anytime N 1 was caught doing something embarrassing, I heard about it. I had some sort of spies or something, because if N 1 was caught to do anything that could be used against her, someone told me about it. And I embellished on every situation, and never let it go. The entire year it became sort of my hobby. We had to go to Steven's Point for our traveling musical program. And the leads of the show (about 15) all went a few days early, to test microphones and set everything up. Well, N 1 was a narrator, and at times, couldn't sing parts of the show that well. They were out of her range or whatever. That was the time I was the biggest jerk, during that whole musical. Well, she was onstage, and I was back stage with 10 of my cronies, and we all had mic's on. Well, while N 1 was singing, I just started hammering into her, and everyone around me was laughing their ass off, egging me on big time. Finally, the musical director stopped everything, yelled to us, and said that our mic's were on. I looked at N 1, and she was very near to tears. That seemed to be the final straw for her. Her mother started calling the high school to discuss the "bullying" that I was doing to her daughter. So I had to have talks to the principal about it. Of course, I played stupid. So he didn't really think much of it. Me being a big time football player, and he being a assistant coach, I never really had to worry about anything. So she fakes this whole thing and gets me out of study hall to talk to me. That was fun, and pretty terrible at the same time. We spent an hour or so talking about everything, with her mostly crying. I was cool though. And nice, as I can fake really well sometimes. But after that talk, things weren't ever really the same. |
N 1 seemed to attract just about anytype of person, regardless of who was with her. She is completely dependable, and can always be trusted. Has the coolest family of anyone I've dated My mom gave Jenna N 1's name for her middle name, thus "Jenna N 1 Lindsley" N 1 can get along with anyone. She loved to listen to me talk She's been in my life longer than any other girl. N 1 trusts me more than anyone else I've known, and has told me things she probably wouldn't tell anyone else. |
Anyhow, we're going at it right, and she says something like, "i don't know if we should take this further because I don't want to jeapordize anythign that we have" and something like that. Which is fine for me, because I really didn't plan on anything ever happening period. So we just cuddle then, which sucks, now that the cat is out of the bag and everything, adn I know what can't happen. So she praised me after that night for being cool, and wanted to take things slow with her. Everything like that. Eventually, things progress, but I figured that would be relevant knowledge for you. So we "date" for a while. And she does stuff like call me from a party and everything like that. I wasn't a fan. I was extrememly non-chalant about our whole relationship, and that was about the coolest thing about it all. She had great friends too. We had infinite good times together and all of that throughout the remainder of our relationship. We were always doing fun stuff. When school was done, I went tubing with her and her family. Mind you, her family is about the coolest ever. But shortly after that, something happened that is too graphic to put on this site. Of course, I'm eventually going to put all the steamy penthouse letter details of each relationship on this site, but I'll never tell you what made me finally end this relationship. Anyway, this thing happened, and I just got totally pissed at her. I was ultra jerk. Here's a clue. Alex used to always tell me about this probably that came up with her. And I never thought of it, until it finally happpened to me. Maybe it happened earlier, and I just never noticed. But when I finally did, I freaked out. So she left, calls me up a hour later, and tells me that she doesn't think we should "do this" anymore. Great, fine with me, I had been wanted to do that anyhow. So we chat, and she's all pissed that I'm just so cool with it, then she doesn't this about-face, and tells me she doesn't want to break up. I'm like, hold on, you just did it, you just said it, we're done. I was all immature about it. So that was pretty much it. Of course, we are all still cool and everything, but that was the end of our relationship. |
N 1 is with some guy that she thinks she is going to marry. She acts like she is going to marry every guy that she's ever dated, but she's been with this guy for a while. Of course, I could not see N 1 for 10 years, and then we run into each other and we'd both fell as comfortable as though we've seen each other every day for those 10 years. |
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