Playing "What if?"

Many times in each individual's life they stop and reflect on a simple question, what if? This simple question becomes much more complex with the passing of time. One thing I'm thankful for is that in this situation I went for it, I put my all into something, and most importantly, I learned from it.

When I look back on my summer I often think what could have been if I ended up with Pebble. Turns out I fell flat on my face and I lost the girl, but that's just the end of the story.

At some point in a young man's dating life he is confronted with that girl who seems so perfect in so many ways but there is a catch, she has a boyfriend. Often, and I speak for myself, I cease to go after that girl but Pebble was not just any girl. I consider myself to be a pretty moral guy and Pebble is definitely not the kind of girl to cheat on her boyfriend. I can say that with the utmost confidence and believe it to the grave. As the summer days passed I could not get Pebble out of my mind. Every day we talked and eventually the temptation was too strong. Pebble and I were attracted to each other and so I decided to "steal" her from her boyfriend. Call me what you will, jackass, douchebag, whatever. Maybe I deserve it but I would not trade my attempt for anything, I had to go after this girl. So I did just that. I openly expressed my feelings for her and she reciprocated them, my plan was working. This was Europe so breaking up with her boyfriend via Skype was a non-option (that's just not right.) We kept our little affair going from late June until our return in August and I could not be happier. Unfortunately for me, upon our return her boyfriend flew her to his hometown of Chicago where they worked out their differences and she asked forgiveness for her relations with me...

Yeah, that hurt. But staying bitter about the ordeal is not the mature way to handle the situation, and now I'm thankful for the experience. I learned a valuable lesson this summer. If I never made a move could I live with myself knowing that later in life I would ask, what if? Now, I don't have to ask that question, I know that I shot for the moon. The result was a lot of pain that I'm still not over (ie. this blog) but I have the sweet memories of long nights with her all across Europe. How often do you have the chance to spend a summer with an amazing girl in faraway countries? My point exactly... My "summer of love" is a life experience that I will never forget and while I have the pain to deal with, I may fall but I get back up.

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I liked the way that Broski titled the first blog which is the answer to why my blog is just plainly titled, in keeping with Ederpey and Bud Light I won't try to top it. (also hopefully he doesn't mind the name I've given him to avoid confusion as we rant along through this blog, so the challenge has been passed to you bro on picking the name for me).

In keeping with the topic of this blog and the not so wonderful stories that we will tell you. I've been with Ederpey through it all and have seen him through this summer from a magic skype program that allowed us to keep in touch while he was away in Europe and I remained home for my people who needed me (askthewingexpert.blogspot.com for more information). However my broski needed me and I needed him through parts of the summer and here are the two completely different perspectives and the one bummer ending to what would've been a beautiful love story, should make for some interesting conversation so stay tuned!!!!

Well here we go

This blog is a creation by my broski who has been with me through everything with "Pebble." He knows the ups and downs of my relationship with her and will provide some valuable insight to this blog.

Now for the background story...

This summer I spent studying abroad in the Netherlands, oh yeah, it was awesome. One of the reasons I had such a great time was because of a girl I met. For the sake of her privacy we are calling her by the name Pebble. After talking with this girl for the first time I fell instantly for her. She was perfect in every way; she's smart, she's beautiful, her smile melted my heart, all the other things typical of someone who found the girl they want. Our first kiss was followed by several of the most romantic kisses one could imagine including the Tuileries Garden by the Louvre with the Eiffel Tower in the background. Yes, Paris was amazing in every way because she was there and that is just one example. Our "summer of love" was definitely one to envy. Now, if you have been paying attention you would have noticed the use of past tenses. The following blogs are the stories of why Pebble is a jerk