Ever have something in your life play out just like a movie?

[johnjohn320]

Ever have a dramatic event in your life play out like it was written in a screenplay? First kiss with someone new, last conversation with a loved one on their death bed, something like that? Very often, these events seem to play out far differently than we anticipated, often without the dramatic flourish we see on the big screen. But sometimes, it really feels like it was written in a Hollywood studio.

My example: Years back, I had a sloppy breakup with a girl I was still madly in love with. We both knew the demise of our relationship was her fault. I was hurting pretty bad. Our last meeting (me removing the last of my things from her place) was the "dramatic event" in question. We had been calm and quiet through that whole part of the day. As I loaded the last thing into my car, she was still up on her porch. I closed the door, and she walked briskly out toward me. She burst into tears, held me and told me she was so sorry for how things turned out, and wished me well in the future. As she was walking out, I kid you not, it started pouring rain. We stood in the rain, getting soaked, for a good 5-10 minutes, just holding each other and her softly crying. With our hair matted to our heads and our clothes soaked through, we shared a final kiss-nothing sexual or graphic about it in any way, just a long, extremely emotional closed-mouth kiss. We didn't say another word, I got into my car and she watched me drive away.

Sounds cheesy as fuck, and I guess it is, but that moment will stay with me forever.

 

[narreth]

yes,

friend zone

LOL

 

[Cdubneeddeal]

You know that part in American Pie where Shitbreak gets stuck in the girls bathroom with the runs? Well that was me this morning, minus the girls bathroom and being stuck. Quad shots do a number to my gut.

 

[OCGuy]

Well one time I went camping with Jake Gyllenhal, and....nvm.

 

[Skyclad1uhm1]

Yes, totally! My life is a combination of Hancock, Alien vs Predator: Requiem, and Notting Hill!

A lowlife without a relationship living in a non-descript and totally unimportant town, living a mediocre live with no improvement in the future.

Or did you mean the special, movielike stuff? No, that doesn't happen to me.

 

[Bill Brasky]

Originally posted by: Ocguy31
Well one time I went camping with Jake Gyllenhal, and....nvm.

Text

 

[gsethi]

Originally posted by: johnjohn320
Ever have a dramatic event in your life play out like it was written in a screenplay? First kiss with someone new, last conversation with a loved one on their death bed, something like that? Very often, these events seem to play out far differently than we anticipated, often without the dramatic flourish we see on the big screen. But sometimes, it really feels like it was written in a Hollywood studio.

My example: Years back, I had a sloppy breakup with a girl I was still madly in love with. We both knew the demise of our relationship was her fault. I was hurting pretty bad. Our last meeting (me removing the last of my things from her place) was the "dramatic event" in question. We had been calm and quiet through that whole part of the day. As I loaded the last thing into my car, she was still up on her porch. I closed the door, and she walked briskly out toward me. She burst into tears, held me and told me she was so sorry for how things turned out, and wished me well in the future. As she was walking out, I kid you not, it started pouring rain. We stood in the rain, getting soaked, for a good 5-10 minutes, just holding each other and her softly crying. With our hair matted to our heads and our clothes soaked through, we shared a final kiss-nothing sexual or graphic about it in any way, just a long, extremely emotional closed-mouth kiss. We didn't say another word, I got into my car and she watched me drive away.

Sounds cheesy as fuck, and I guess it is, but that moment will stay with me forever.

if it was movie like, there would be a "bed scene" after that kiss (especially since you were both soaked)

 

[RocksteadyDotNet]

Originally posted by: johnjohn320
Ever have a dramatic event in your life play out like it was written in a screenplay? First kiss with someone new, last conversation with a loved one on their death bed, something like that? Very often, these events seem to play out far differently than we anticipated, often without the dramatic flourish we see on the big screen. But sometimes, it really feels like it was written in a Hollywood studio.

My example: Years back, I had a sloppy breakup with a girl I was still madly in love with. We both knew the demise of our relationship was her fault. I was hurting pretty bad. Our last meeting (me removing the last of my things from her place) was the "dramatic event" in question. We had been calm and quiet through that whole part of the day. As I loaded the last thing into my car, she was still up on her porch. I closed the door, and she walked briskly out toward me. She burst into tears, held me and told me she was so sorry for how things turned out, and wished me well in the future. As she was walking out, I kid you not, it started pouring rain. We stood in the rain, getting soaked, for a good 5-10 minutes, just holding each other and her softly crying. With our hair matted to our heads and our clothes soaked through, we shared a final kiss-nothing sexual or graphic about it in any way, just a long, extremely emotional closed-mouth kiss. We didn't say another word, I got into my car and she watched me drive away.

Sounds cheesy as fuck, and I guess it is, but that moment will stay with me forever.

That's the gayest shit i've ever heard.

 

[AccruedExpenditure]

Originally posted by: johnjohn320
Ever have a dramatic event in your life play out like it was written in a screenplay? First kiss with someone new, last conversation with a loved one on their death bed, something like that? Very often, these events seem to play out far differently than we anticipated, often without the dramatic flourish we see on the big screen. But sometimes, it really feels like it was written in a Hollywood studio.

My example: Years back, I had a sloppy breakup with a girl I was still madly in love with. We both knew the demise of our relationship was her fault. I was hurting pretty bad. Our last meeting (me removing the last of my things from her place) was the "dramatic event" in question. We had been calm and quiet through that whole part of the day. As I loaded the last thing into my car, she was still up on her porch. I closed the door, and she walked briskly out toward me. She burst into tears, held me and told me she was so sorry for how things turned out, and wished me well in the future. As she was walking out, I kid you not, it started pouring rain. We stood in the rain, getting soaked, for a good 5-10 minutes, just holding each other and her softly crying. With our hair matted to our heads and our clothes soaked through, we shared a final kiss-nothing sexual or graphic about it in any way, just a long, extremely emotional closed-mouth kiss. We didn't say another word, I got into my car and she watched me drive away.

Sounds cheesy as fuck, and I guess it is, but that moment will stay with me forever.

ROTFLMAO

 

[Whoozyerdaddy]

I met the girl of my dreams about four years ago. After three months I proposed. She went to sell her house and move in with me and discovered that she had never actually been divorced.

Turned out her lawyer never filed the final paperwork. (You'll understand later)

So enter divorce v.2. That went to mediation and his family and their lawyers managed to drag things out for a couple of months. Turns out her ex's family was mafia and while she was working her way through college she was the bookkeeper for her ex's grandfather's machine shop. Needless to say they weren't happy about someone leaving the 'family'. Soooo... on the day she finally got divorced they let her know in no uncertain terms that she was dead... She's a smart girl... had a plan B... She walked from the mediation room to another judge's chambers where she gave a deposition and was then taken by the FBI into protective custody and later entered the witness protection program.

We didn't see each other for almost a year. During that time she was testifying against members of the Luchese crime family. She was shuttled from hotel to hotel. At one point as she was exiting the courthouse with her guards she was shot at. One of the bullets hit her guard, went through him and lodged in her left side.

After the trial ('grandpa' died during the trial and the death threats subsided) she was settled in a temporary home with a new identity where she suffered the first of three strokes. (Really the third of five - She'd had two about ten years earlier) After the first stroke she was assigned a live-in nurse who took care of her. Her health eventually deteriorated to the point that she had to be admitted to the hospital. She stayed there for three months, barely getting out of bed. Just when things looked like they were turning around she had strokes two and three... (four and five lifetme)

Stroke three nearly killed her. Left her in a coma for a week and blew the last 15 years (including me) clean out of her head. For a couple of months she was litterally going insane. She would have random memories pop into her head with no context. The simplest way to explain it is that she had a lot of random dots that her brain couldn't connect. She was very confused and angry. She knew that she had a life but she had no memory of it. Talking to me only seemed to make things worse. Everytime we talked she would get a wave of disconnected memories that she couldn't associate to anything and she would withdraw.

She eventually grew to accept her situation. Her mind was/is still as sharp as a tack when it comes to her cognitive abilities. Our conversations became more and more comfortable to her and I helped her reconnect some of the dots in her head. Eventually she came back to see me for a weekend. It was as awkward and uncomfortable as it was exciting to see her again. Daily phone conversations followed and memories of us slowly came back to her.

This spring she made another leap of faith and came back to see me again. This time for a week. She was very nervous and I had the feeling that it was either going to go very well or VERY bad. It went very well. Better than I could have hoped.

She's been back two more times since then. She's given up on remembering her past and started looking to the future instead. Thankfully I am a part of that future. She wears her engagement ring again and we're planning on her moving out here sometime next year.

I found her once and we fell in love. Then it was all erased and we found it again. How often do you get the woman of your dreams to fall in love with you twice?

I don't remember seeing a movie like this before. This is just my life. Her's would read something like this:

1 heart attack
5 strokes
1 contract on her life from the mafia
2 years in the witness protection program
1 gunshot wound
2 car accidents where someone in the same car died
2 accepted marriage proposals from the same idiot who wont let her go

Life is a funny mutherfucker...

 

[funboy6942]

Mine is still in production. Ive had soooooo much stuff happen to me, when I tell people all the shit I been through they look at me in disbelief. My wife was one of them till we got married, and now with all we been through thanks to her marring me, she is still like "WTF, you unlucky bastard"

If you think it cant happen to you, or no one, just ask me, its already happened, from losing all parents and people I know, people close to me who just die when nothing was wrong with them, being able to tell the balls for the lottery as they come up, to not playing the lottery one day and my number did come up, and all kinds of other stuff to this day like having 2 problems wrong with me, KNOWN to the government as disabling problems that are to be a instant shoe in for SSI, but still got turned down. It just never ends, and my movie will never end till the day I die.

 

[Lola]

Yep, there have been several occurances throughout my life that were like a movie. The craziest thing was that it was though I was looking at the moment and was not PART of it.

 

[darkxshade]

First one that came to my mind was hitting the game winning HR in a softball tournament against a team of bullies.

 

[Zee]

i was all in, king high against a pocket 10's

then came the river and BAM! a king came out, winning me the pot.

 

[AgaBoogaBoo]

Originally posted by: Zee
i was all in, king high against a pocket 10's

then came the river and BAM! a king came out, winning me the pot.

Winner winner, chicken dinner!

 

[evident]

i was in late position and flopped a full house, someone caught a straight on the turn, another person caught a flush on the river. both pushed all in and i ended up winning $700 in one pot

 

[AgaBoogaBoo]

Originally posted by: evident
i was in late position and flopped a full house, someone caught a straight on the turn, another person caught a flush on the river. both pushed all in and i ended up winning $700 in one pot

Wow, just doesn't get much better than that, now does it? Sounds like an amazing night!

 

[TwiceOver]

Yes. My life is like Office Space only none of the cool shit happens.

 

[Saint Nick]

Originally posted by: TwiceOver
Yes. My life is like Office Space only none of the cool shit happens.

Pretty much... ugh... I hear ya.

BTW: Is your sig sexual? Or is it referencing the IT guy fixing the boss' computer?

 

[Tremulant]

Originally posted by: NightDarker

Originally posted by: TwiceOver
Yes. My life is like Office Space only none of the cool shit happens.

Pretty much... ugh... I hear ya.

BTW: Is your sig sexual? Or is it referencing the IT guy fixing the boss' computer?

Both, I think.

 

[DisgruntledVirus]

Originally posted by: Whoozyerdaddy
I met the girl of my dreams about four years ago. After three months I proposed. She went to sell her house and move in with me and discovered that she had never actually been divorced.

Turned out her lawyer never filed the final paperwork. (You'll understand later)

So enter divorce v.2. That went to mediation and his family and their lawyers managed to drag things out for a couple of months. Turns out her ex's family was mafia and while she was working her way through college she was the bookkeeper for her ex's grandfather's machine shop. Needless to say they weren't happy about someone leaving the 'family'. Soooo... on the day she finally got divorced they let her know in no uncertain terms that she was dead... She's a smart girl... had a plan B... She walked from the mediation room to another judge's chambers where she gave a deposition and was then taken by the FBI into protective custody and later entered the witness protection program.

We didn't see each other for almost a year. During that time she was testifying against members of the Luchese crime family. She was shuttled from hotel to hotel. At one point as she was exiting the courthouse with her guards she was shot at. One of the bullets hit her guard, went through him and lodged in her left side.

After the trial ('grandpa' died during the trial and the death threats subsided) she was settled in a temporary home with a new identity where she suffered the first of three strokes. (Really the third of five - She'd had two about ten years earlier) After the first stroke she was assigned a live-in nurse who took care of her. Her health eventually deteriorated to the point that she had to be admitted to the hospital. She stayed there for three months, barely getting out of bed. Just when things looked like they were turning around she had strokes two and three... (four and five lifetme)

Stroke three nearly killed her. Left her in a coma for a week and blew the last 15 years (including me) clean out of her head. For a couple of months she was litterally going insane. She would have random memories pop into her head with no context. The simplest way to explain it is that she had a lot of random dots that her brain couldn't connect. She was very confused and angry. She knew that she had a life but she had no memory of it. Talking to me only seemed to make things worse. Everytime we talked she would get a wave of disconnected memories that she couldn't associate to anything and she would withdraw.

She eventually grew to accept her situation. Her mind was/is still as sharp as a tack when it comes to her cognitive abilities. Our conversations became more and more comfortable to her and I helped her reconnect some of the dots in her head. Eventually she came back to see me for a weekend. It was as awkward and uncomfortable as it was exciting to see her again. Daily phone conversations followed and memories of us slowly came back to her.

This spring she made another leap of faith and came back to see me again. This time for a week. She was very nervous and I had the feeling that it was either going to go very well or VERY bad. It went very well. Better than I could have hoped.

She's been back two more times since then. She's given up on remembering her past and started looking to the future instead. Thankfully I am a part of that future. She wears her engagement ring again and we're planning on her moving out here sometime next year.

I found her once and we fell in love. Then it was all erased and we found it again. How often do you get the woman of your dreams to fall in love with you twice?

I don't remember seeing a movie like this before. This is just my life. Her's would read something like this:

1 heart attack
5 strokes
1 contract on her life from the mafia
2 years in the witness protection program
1 gunshot wound
2 car accidents where someone in the same car died
2 accepted marriage proposals from the same idiot who wont let her go

Life is a funny mutherfucker...

Isn't that "The Notebook" with some subtle differences?

Glad you two are moving on together, and wish you both the best.

 

[evident]

Originally posted by: AgaBoogaBoo

Originally posted by: evident
i was in late position and flopped a full house, someone caught a straight on the turn, another person caught a flush on the river. both pushed all in and i ended up winning $700 in one pot

Wow, just doesn't get much better than that, now does it? Sounds like an amazing night!

haha, that was a few months ago. i went back to AC last week and i was on the crap end of a river rat. low stack, flopped a straight, pushed all in someone called and caught a flush. $200 gone in < 1 hr. that's poker for you

 

[Steve]

Sometimes my life is like certain paragraphs of Penthouse Forum. I never thought it would happen to me, but...

 

[Schfifty Five]

Originally posted by: RocksteadyDotNet

Originally posted by: johnjohn320
Ever have a dramatic event in your life play out like it was written in a screenplay? First kiss with someone new, last conversation with a loved one on their death bed, something like that? Very often, these events seem to play out far differently than we anticipated, often without the dramatic flourish we see on the big screen. But sometimes, it really feels like it was written in a Hollywood studio.

My example: Years back, I had a sloppy breakup with a girl I was still madly in love with. We both knew the demise of our relationship was her fault. I was hurting pretty bad. Our last meeting (me removing the last of my things from her place) was the "dramatic event" in question. We had been calm and quiet through that whole part of the day. As I loaded the last thing into my car, she was still up on her porch. I closed the door, and she walked briskly out toward me. She burst into tears, held me and told me she was so sorry for how things turned out, and wished me well in the future. As she was walking out, I kid you not, it started pouring rain. We stood in the rain, getting soaked, for a good 5-10 minutes, just holding each other and her softly crying. With our hair matted to our heads and our clothes soaked through, we shared a final kiss-nothing sexual or graphic about it in any way, just a long, extremely emotional closed-mouth kiss. We didn't say another word, I got into my car and she watched me drive away.

Sounds cheesy as fuck, and I guess it is, but that moment will stay with me forever.

That's the gayest shit i've ever heard.

THIS.

 

[mugs]

Originally posted by: RocksteadyDotNet

Originally posted by: johnjohn320
Ever have a dramatic event in your life play out like it was written in a screenplay? First kiss with someone new, last conversation with a loved one on their death bed, something like that? Very often, these events seem to play out far differently than we anticipated, often without the dramatic flourish we see on the big screen. But sometimes, it really feels like it was written in a Hollywood studio.

My example: Years back, I had a sloppy breakup with a girl I was still madly in love with. We both knew the demise of our relationship was her fault. I was hurting pretty bad. Our last meeting (me removing the last of my things from her place) was the "dramatic event" in question. We had been calm and quiet through that whole part of the day. As I loaded the last thing into my car, she was still up on her porch. I closed the door, and she walked briskly out toward me. She burst into tears, held me and told me she was so sorry for how things turned out, and wished me well in the future. As she was walking out, I kid you not, it started pouring rain. We stood in the rain, getting soaked, for a good 5-10 minutes, just holding each other and her softly crying. With our hair matted to our heads and our clothes soaked through, we shared a final kiss-nothing sexual or graphic about it in any way, just a long, extremely emotional closed-mouth kiss. We didn't say another word, I got into my car and she watched me drive away.

Sounds cheesy as fuck, and I guess it is, but that moment will stay with me forever.

That's the gayest shit i've ever heard.

I laughed. Sorry. I hope you were at least trying to think of ways to get some sex out of her in those 5-10 minutes, otherwise there was no reason to stand there.