Dating Data

This is the 1987 version of Match.com. You fill out a questionaire, along with all the other students at your school, pop the data in a computer, and PRESTO, here is the list of people you should be trying to date!

I never dated any of these guys. But I did have a crush on the two that I put little marks next to thier names. And I did date one guy's younger brother. It was all I could do to not confront Kreg Decker in the hall with the evidence that we were made for each other.

As for the rest of them, I think it should be noted that out of the 500+ guys that filled out this questionnaire at my high school NOT ONE was compatible with my answers above 70%. What does that mean? No, seriously. WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?

To me these results mean "These are the guys who might sort of like you. Sort of, but not really."

Multiple Choice Love

Nathan sent me about five of these notes during church one night, this last one resulting in his asking for me to be his girlfriend. Cute, if not, creepy. He was a real clown, slightly resembling Anthony Michael Hall in Pretty In Pink. That night my answer was No.

However.... Ten years later I did hook up with Nate who turned out to be quite handsome. But that's a whole other closet of skeletons.

For Scooter

This is a banner, of sorts, that I made for that last guy - Alan J. I'm not sure why I never gave it to him. But I figure the least I can do is show that I was totally into him at one point.

Note my artistic flair. Not a sign of things to come.

For The Rest of My Life

Woah! This guy wrote me a ton of notes! Long ones too. There's enough here to start a nice fire, which is really what I should do with these instead of post them on the net.

You need to know that I did not break up with this guy because he was a bad guy. I broke up with him because he liked me TOO MUCH. And also my friends were making fun of me because Alan was big on French kissing in the hall before my 5th hour. Even one of my teachers mentioned it. During class. Out loud.

I was 15 years old during this relationship. 15! Anybody who used the word "forever" with me scared the bejeebies out of me. I am confident that Alan made a great husband - eventually.

Dammit

After this series you will see that I was one of those frustrating Christian girls who could never be determined as innocent or guilty. Kevin J was in my youth group. I have no memory of him ever showing an interest in me beyond this one admission. And what I remember about it was my feeling of shock and loss for words.