Engaged in April 2007. Getting married march 14, 2008
Lordfly's Life List
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1. symphony
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2. wake up when my alarm clock goes off
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3. Never stop learning
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4. buy a Wii
90 people -
5. Buy a Nintendo Wii
244 people -
6. Watch the LOTR trilogy (extended editions) in one sitting
25 people -
7. Go to Fallingwater
2 people -
8. compose music
240 people -
9. have an intelligent conversation
31 people -
10. learn to play piano
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11. become a better cook
480 people -
12. learn to dance
1 cheer6,566 people -
13. finish my degree
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14. travel the world
18,504 people -
15. be remembered when I die
7 people -
16. play Spore
24 people -
17. build my own house
921 people -
18. Get a job after college
3 people -
19. get a degree in architecture
3 people -
20. become a millionaire
1,641 people -
21. launch at least one successful business
1 person -
22. become debt free
552 people -
23. become an architect
329 people -
24. write a book
26,011 people -
25. learn to paint
1,155 people -
26. compose a symphony
100 people -
27. Go to London
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28. Go to Toronto
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29. get married
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Just got a reminder email from my past self. I was apparently supposed to be done now. Well, I’m not. Currently taking two low-level art classes to satisfy the ever-changing requirements the university needs of me to get the (now worthless) piece of paper—seems that in the last year, my program has been un-accredited due to the University not caring about it. Huzzah!
Maybe next year.
A debacle of epic proportions.
The setup was as follows:
Each stop on the “treasure hunt” was a place that meant something to our relationship (where we first met, etc.). At each place would be a friend of ours waiting for her to show up, give her something, and a notecard with the next clue. The end result was to culminate at our local art gallery, where I had purchased her favorite painting for her. Then she was to go to a little meadow with a bell, which is where we first kissed. And then, proposal. Oh, it was also our first anniversary, so there was the whole cover of just giving her a painting for our anniversary; she thought I’d be proposing in June.
Anyways, the plan was to get going and have her in town by 11:40 (we’re 40 minutes away).
The alarm didn’t go off, and she took her time with her morning routine, so we didn’t get out the damn door until 12:30.
First stop went fine, but then on the second stop she ended up talking to the friend for something like a half hour.
Third stop was cancelled as a result, partly because of tme, and partly because the friend was at the wrong place.
And downhill from there… the final “culmination” didn’t even work right, because the art gallery ladies didn’t know that THEY were supposed to give her the painting, not me; so they just ended up hanging out with her and feeding her for 30 minutes.
The bell proposing also was a bit marred, because I realized (too late) that it was private Catholic nun property, and we were awesomely trespassing. Also, it started to sleet. On us.
Anyways, it ended up with my properly-worded speech going out the window as soon as I got down on one knee, and just stammered out “I love you… w… will you please marry me?”
She just nodded.
