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    This thread doesn't make me optimistic for my 3 hour journey to see my girlfriend in Edinburgh on Friday. Luckily I'm going for the weekend though, and not just her dinner break.
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    (Original post by Anonymous)
    Right, technically it was yesterday, but I just got home and need to let it out and forget this day ever existed. It will be a long post - I promise. Appreciate it if you read it, it'll be quite a good read laughing at me, probably.

    I'm guna talk as if it's still part of the day - so when I use today, I mean 1/12/2010 and when I say yesterday, I mean 30/11/2010, if you know what I mean.

    So it all started yesterday, on very short notice, girlfriend asked me to see her because she had a new job and could go out (finally). I was happy to do so, seeing as it's a very hard LDR and I hardly get to see her. Problem was, my and girl... live 5-6 hours apart on a normal day, and trust me, this was no normal day.

    I asked how long for, etc, and she said she was working, so just her lunch break (half-hour). I said fair enough, better than nothing and seeing as my train travel is free, i'll meet her and then meet other people I know from there or whatever, if I have time, just a good day out, get away from my house (family = :facepalm2:) and see the person I love.

    Nothing was confirmed and I had work yesterday too. 6pm-midnight, quite a late shift and she told me about half-way through my work, so I phoned a few people and got 3-4 things cancelled which I had planned - especially apologising for it being last minute.

    Thankfully, work was rather quiet so they let me go home at 10pm rather than midnight and it gave me more time to plan, etc, since I got home 10.30pm, which I didn't use very well. :rolleyes: I got my clothes and whatever ready, checked the train times, weather details and what not and went to bed at 1am.

    RANDOMLY, I started having trust issues. :| And I mean randomly. I mean she told me a few small lies in the past about meeting guys and told me it was girls, etc, but I won't go into that. I re-gained trust for her and I had no problem with the meeting guys, just the lie got me a bit . Anyway, since she apologised and whatever, our relationship was all good (and in general despite being such a far LDR, it's a really good one) but 1am to 5am (the time I had to wake up to catch my 6.55 train), all I had was dreams of her cheating on me. :confused:

    It was really really weird. In one dream, it was me meeting her after soooooooooooooooooo long (which is true irl - haven't seen her for a while), but just as I saw her, another guy was hugging her (more than a friend ) and went in to kiss her. And I quickly ran over, broke that up and ended up punching her in the face. Like, fully-flat in the nose. :lolwut:

    Just for the record, i'd never hit a girl irl. Ever. I once said to my sister, if she considers self-harm, i'd give her a smack, but that's different. I wouldn't hit a random girl, let alone my girlfriend. But yeah... I didn't sleep. At all. Woke up 5am naturally, before my alarm and just went into the shower. Mum was up and asked me where I was going - so I lied and said "to work - I have a morning shift". Firstly, i've never worked mornings in my life. Secondly, i'm Asian, couldn't tell her i'm going to meet my girlfriend. So I just carried on with my day. Trimmed my pubes and stuff for oral (don't ask, I had more time than I expected :rolleyes:) and shaped my up facial hair, got dressed, perfumed, and set off onto the train.

    On my way to the station (travelling by bike), I thought South Wales was cold. And if i'm being honest, at 6.30am, pitch-black outside, it was cold. But this was like July in Spain compared to what I was going to face later in the day. If you haven't realised, i'm talking about today now.

    So I got to the station, had nothing to eat, bought an upper crust baugette, choc muffin and a cappicuno. Was delicious. Got on the train to Bristol, where I had to change to go up North, and whilst I was in Wales - all was good tbh. It's home to me and there was next-to-no snow and I was happy (apart from the lack of sleep and short notice and random trust issues re-appearing).

    Had a 10-15 min wait at Bristol Parkway. I was shivering. That's how cold I felt. Train was delayed a bit as snow had started in Bristol (I swear England is ****ed up in terms of snow ) but still, this was nothing compared to what I faced next.

    Next stage of my day was the travel from South England to North England. Quite a long journey, with plenty of delays but finally managed to sleep a little bit, so I had a little bit of energy, still felt a bit... knackered, to say the least, though. Got to the North and **** me, the snow was terrible. Shocking. It was like a blizzard. At this point, I had no idea how bad it was since it hadn't snowed more than a few millimetres in Wales - but later I found out the hard way.

    So got to my destination train station up North and well, there was no taxis, no buses, nothing. I needed to get to somewhere which takes about an hour to walk, all up hill, on a normal sunny day. I waited a while for buses and asked a few taxi drivers, but they all said no chance.

    I didn't know this city very well, the area I was going to, not at all, but I thought **** it, and walked. :| Quite possibly the biggest mistake of my life. I should have turned around, and gone straight back home. But nope, I thought I haven't seen her for a while, missed her sooooooooooooo much, it'll be really really nice to see her, so carried on.

    To summarise so far - i've travelled 6 hours on train, waited half hour for buses and taxis but none were running due to snow blizzard and now i'm going to walk the following:

    * 1 hour 40 min walk - all up hill; due to no buses and taxis running

    * Snow got heavier and heavier - was half way between ankle and knees to start with

    * Some people were wearing wellies, some people plastic bags on their feet - I was wearing low top converses and a hoody

    * All this to meet my girlfriend for her half hour lunch break - the return journey still needs to be made and that's even worse

    There's still worse, tbh. I got there and saw her at 1.48pm today, despite getting to the city at around 12ish. She told me that the snow was so bad that she had the whole afternoon off. So, as happy as I was... I hugged her, told her I missed her, kissed her and then we went into a sweet shop. I bought a snickers duo, we had half each. At this point it was 1.51pm. We went to a quiet side-street and she told me her dad is picking her up at 2.15pm; and it takes about 15 mins to walk back to work, from where she met me.

    So, we pretty much repeated the time I saw her; hug, kiss, waved bye-bye at 1.57pm. I travelled all that way, by train, in all that snow, by foot, drenched, covered in white, my hair all flaky and hard... to see her for 8-9 minutes. lol.

    fml, already.

    She better give me a 40-minute straight-no stopping blowjob and swallow every single drop of come to make up for that, tbh.

    Gets worse though. So I walk back then, took about an hour and a quarter this time - I knew more of the route and it was down hill. So then I hop straight onto the train home, thinking that was such a bad experience to have. My feet frozen, my ankle socks, summer ****ing socks, not winter cotton ones, absolutely wet, my shoes ruined and my jumper like a pornstars vagina. :rolleyes:

    Train back to Bristol is half an hour delayed from Leeds, and train to Manchester from Leeds is in about a minute, after asking the information lady about the quickest route to Wales. So I run across the platforms in Leeds and hop onto the Manchester train to get a direct route to Wales, whereas the other way, i'd have to wait 30-35 mins and then change at Bristol.

    That was honestly the worst decision of my life.

    Train from Leeds to Manchester was delayed into Manchester, so missed 17.30pm, as it arrived about 17.38 so had to wait 50 mins for 18.30... most of which I just spent arguing with her, about the day, and her just apologising, which I later accepted. So keeping with the Northern tradition, I got a pasty. Food was probably the best part about today - I ate a lot of it, don't drink alcohol, so I relied upon food to drown away my sorrows.

    So, 18.30 came around and I got onto the train from Manchester to South Wales. Yay! Home in less than 3 and a half hours. WRONG. It took over 5 hours... :facepalm:

    ffs, half way during the journey, a train infront of us broke down and we had to sit there for about an hour and a half, doing **** all. It's like this day was planned and it was meant to be fml, after fml, after fml. So when I should have arrived into South Wales at 9-10, I arrived at 12am and biked home.

    Parents were seriously worried, plus my phone ran out of battery so I couldn't text/ring them to tell them I was okay. Being Asian, I knew they'd shout at me too. Overall the day consisted of 5am-11.55pm and then I came home.

    The fml didn't end there, tbh. Now my phone won't turn on. Well, I charged it and it says 'insert sim'. I mean wtf? How did that happen? Now I need to go to the O2 shop and re-tell this tale. :confused::confused::confused:

    Seriously why??? What the heck did I do wrong?

    FML.
    Cool story bro.
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    Why the hell would you go all that way, if you knew that you would only be able to see her during her lunch break?

    The rest of it was terrible, but you were stupid for doing that.
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    You are an AMAZING boyfriend. Seriously.

    My boyfriend would never do that in a million years. He won't even get a 20 minute bus journey to mine when he hasn't got the car unless I promise him multiple blowjobs etc.
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    (Original post by Anonymous)
    Right, technically it was yesterday, but I just got home and need to let it out and forget this day ever existed. It will be a long post - I promise. Appreciate it if you read it, it'll be quite a good read laughing at me, probably.

    I'm guna talk as if it's still part of the day - so when I use today, I mean 1/12/2010 and when I say yesterday, I mean 30/11/2010, if you know what I mean.

    So it all started yesterday, on very short notice, girlfriend asked me to see her because she had a new job and could go out (finally). I was happy to do so, seeing as it's a very hard LDR and I hardly get to see her. Problem was, my and girl... live 5-6 hours apart on a normal day, and trust me, this was no normal day.

    I asked how long for, etc, and she said she was working, so just her lunch break (half-hour). I said fair enough, better than nothing and seeing as my train travel is free, i'll meet her and then meet other people I know from there or whatever, if I have time, just a good day out, get away from my house (family = :facepalm2:) and see the person I love.

    Nothing was confirmed and I had work yesterday too. 6pm-midnight, quite a late shift and she told me about half-way through my work, so I phoned a few people and got 3-4 things cancelled which I had planned - especially apologising for it being last minute.

    Thankfully, work was rather quiet so they let me go home at 10pm rather than midnight and it gave me more time to plan, etc, since I got home 10.30pm, which I didn't use very well. :rolleyes: I got my clothes and whatever ready, checked the train times, weather details and what not and went to bed at 1am.

    RANDOMLY, I started having trust issues. :| And I mean randomly. I mean she told me a few small lies in the past about meeting guys and told me it was girls, etc, but I won't go into that. I re-gained trust for her and I had no problem with the meeting guys, just the lie got me a bit . Anyway, since she apologised and whatever, our relationship was all good (and in general despite being such a far LDR, it's a really good one) but 1am to 5am (the time I had to wake up to catch my 6.55 train), all I had was dreams of her cheating on me. :confused:

    It was really really weird. In one dream, it was me meeting her after soooooooooooooooooo long (which is true irl - haven't seen her for a while), but just as I saw her, another guy was hugging her (more than a friend ) and went in to kiss her. And I quickly ran over, broke that up and ended up punching her in the face. Like, fully-flat in the nose. :lolwut:

    Just for the record, i'd never hit a girl irl. Ever. I once said to my sister, if she considers self-harm, i'd give her a smack, but that's different. I wouldn't hit a random girl, let alone my girlfriend. But yeah... I didn't sleep. At all. Woke up 5am naturally, before my alarm and just went into the shower. Mum was up and asked me where I was going - so I lied and said "to work - I have a morning shift". Firstly, i've never worked mornings in my life. Secondly, i'm Asian, couldn't tell her i'm going to meet my girlfriend. So I just carried on with my day. Trimmed my pubes and stuff for oral (don't ask, I had more time than I expected :rolleyes:) and shaped my up facial hair, got dressed, perfumed, and set off onto the train.

    On my way to the station (travelling by bike), I thought South Wales was cold. And if i'm being honest, at 6.30am, pitch-black outside, it was cold. But this was like July in Spain compared to what I was going to face later in the day. If you haven't realised, i'm talking about today now.

    So I got to the station, had nothing to eat, bought an upper crust baugette, choc muffin and a cappicuno. Was delicious. Got on the train to Bristol, where I had to change to go up North, and whilst I was in Wales - all was good tbh. It's home to me and there was next-to-no snow and I was happy (apart from the lack of sleep and short notice and random trust issues re-appearing).

    Had a 10-15 min wait at Bristol Parkway. I was shivering. That's how cold I felt. Train was delayed a bit as snow had started in Bristol (I swear England is ****ed up in terms of snow ) but still, this was nothing compared to what I faced next.

    Next stage of my day was the travel from South England to North England. Quite a long journey, with plenty of delays but finally managed to sleep a little bit, so I had a little bit of energy, still felt a bit... knackered, to say the least, though. Got to the North and **** me, the snow was terrible. Shocking. It was like a blizzard. At this point, I had no idea how bad it was since it hadn't snowed more than a few millimetres in Wales - but later I found out the hard way.

    So got to my destination train station up North and well, there was no taxis, no buses, nothing. I needed to get to somewhere which takes about an hour to walk, all up hill, on a normal sunny day. I waited a while for buses and asked a few taxi drivers, but they all said no chance.

    I didn't know this city very well, the area I was going to, not at all, but I thought **** it, and walked. :| Quite possibly the biggest mistake of my life. I should have turned around, and gone straight back home. But nope, I thought I haven't seen her for a while, missed her sooooooooooooo much, it'll be really really nice to see her, so carried on.

    To summarise so far - i've travelled 6 hours on train, waited half hour for buses and taxis but none were running due to snow blizzard and now i'm going to walk the following:

    * 1 hour 40 min walk - all up hill; due to no buses and taxis running

    * Snow got heavier and heavier - was half way between ankle and knees to start with

    * Some people were wearing wellies, some people plastic bags on their feet - I was wearing low top converses and a hoody

    * All this to meet my girlfriend for her half hour lunch break - the return journey still needs to be made and that's even worse

    There's still worse, tbh. I got there and saw her at 1.48pm today, despite getting to the city at around 12ish. She told me that the snow was so bad that she had the whole afternoon off. So, as happy as I was... I hugged her, told her I missed her, kissed her and then we went into a sweet shop. I bought a snickers duo, we had half each. At this point it was 1.51pm. We went to a quiet side-street and she told me her dad is picking her up at 2.15pm; and it takes about 15 mins to walk back to work, from where she met me.

    So, we pretty much repeated the time I saw her; hug, kiss, waved bye-bye at 1.57pm. I travelled all that way, by train, in all that snow, by foot, drenched, covered in white, my hair all flaky and hard... to see her for 8-9 minutes. lol.

    fml, already.

    She better give me a 40-minute straight-no stopping blowjob and swallow every single drop of come to make up for that, tbh.

    Gets worse though. So I walk back then, took about an hour and a quarter this time - I knew more of the route and it was down hill. So then I hop straight onto the train home, thinking that was such a bad experience to have. My feet frozen, my ankle socks, summer ****ing socks, not winter cotton ones, absolutely wet, my shoes ruined and my jumper like a pornstars vagina. :rolleyes:

    Train back to Bristol is half an hour delayed from Leeds, and train to Manchester from Leeds is in about a minute, after asking the information lady about the quickest route to Wales. So I run across the platforms in Leeds and hop onto the Manchester train to get a direct route to Wales, whereas the other way, i'd have to wait 30-35 mins and then change at Bristol.

    That was honestly the worst decision of my life.

    Train from Leeds to Manchester was delayed into Manchester, so missed 17.30pm, as it arrived about 17.38 so had to wait 50 mins for 18.30... most of which I just spent arguing with her, about the day, and her just apologising, which I later accepted. So keeping with the Northern tradition, I got a pasty. Food was probably the best part about today - I ate a lot of it, don't drink alcohol, so I relied upon food to drown away my sorrows.

    So, 18.30 came around and I got onto the train from Manchester to South Wales. Yay! Home in less than 3 and a half hours. WRONG. It took over 5 hours... :facepalm:

    ffs, half way during the journey, a train infront of us broke down and we had to sit there for about an hour and a half, doing **** all. It's like this day was planned and it was meant to be fml, after fml, after fml. So when I should have arrived into South Wales at 9-10, I arrived at 12am and biked home.

    Parents were seriously worried, plus my phone ran out of battery so I couldn't text/ring them to tell them I was okay. Being Asian, I knew they'd shout at me too. Overall the day consisted of 5am-11.55pm and then I came home.

    The fml didn't end there, tbh. Now my phone won't turn on. Well, I charged it and it says 'insert sim'. I mean wtf? How did that happen? Now I need to go to the O2 shop and re-tell this tale. :confused::confused::confused:

    Seriously why??? What the heck did I do wrong?

    FML.
    FYL - I hate Snickers.
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    (Original post by Anonymous)
    Right, technically it was yesterday, but I just got home and need to let it out and forget this day ever existed. It will be a long post - I promise. Appreciate it if you read it, it'll be quite a good read laughing at me, probably.

    I'm guna talk as if it's still part of the day - so when I use today, I mean 1/12/2010 and when I say yesterday, I mean 30/11/2010, if you know what I mean.

    So it all started yesterday, on very short notice, girlfriend asked me to see her because she had a new job and could go out (finally). I was happy to do so, seeing as it's a very hard LDR and I hardly get to see her. Problem was, my and girl... live 5-6 hours apart on a normal day, and trust me, this was no normal day.

    I asked how long for, etc, and she said she was working, so just her lunch break (half-hour). I said fair enough, better than nothing and seeing as my train travel is free, i'll meet her and then meet other people I know from there or whatever, if I have time, just a good day out, get away from my house (family = :facepalm2:) and see the person I love.

    Nothing was confirmed and I had work yesterday too. 6pm-midnight, quite a late shift and she told me about half-way through my work, so I phoned a few people and got 3-4 things cancelled which I had planned - especially apologising for it being last minute.

    Thankfully, work was rather quiet so they let me go home at 10pm rather than midnight and it gave me more time to plan, etc, since I got home 10.30pm, which I didn't use very well. :rolleyes: I got my clothes and whatever ready, checked the train times, weather details and what not and went to bed at 1am.

    RANDOMLY, I started having trust issues. :| And I mean randomly. I mean she told me a few small lies in the past about meeting guys and told me it was girls, etc, but I won't go into that. I re-gained trust for her and I had no problem with the meeting guys, just the lie got me a bit . Anyway, since she apologised and whatever, our relationship was all good (and in general despite being such a far LDR, it's a really good one) but 1am to 5am (the time I had to wake up to catch my 6.55 train), all I had was dreams of her cheating on me. :confused:

    It was really really weird. In one dream, it was me meeting her after soooooooooooooooooo long (which is true irl - haven't seen her for a while), but just as I saw her, another guy was hugging her (more than a friend ) and went in to kiss her. And I quickly ran over, broke that up and ended up punching her in the face. Like, fully-flat in the nose. :lolwut:

    Just for the record, i'd never hit a girl irl. Ever. I once said to my sister, if she considers self-harm, i'd give her a smack, but that's different. I wouldn't hit a random girl, let alone my girlfriend. But yeah... I didn't sleep. At all. Woke up 5am naturally, before my alarm and just went into the shower. Mum was up and asked me where I was going - so I lied and said "to work - I have a morning shift". Firstly, i've never worked mornings in my life. Secondly, i'm Asian, couldn't tell her i'm going to meet my girlfriend. So I just carried on with my day. Trimmed my pubes and stuff for oral (don't ask, I had more time than I expected :rolleyes:) and shaped my up facial hair, got dressed, perfumed, and set off onto the train.

    On my way to the station (travelling by bike), I thought South Wales was cold. And if i'm being honest, at 6.30am, pitch-black outside, it was cold. But this was like July in Spain compared to what I was going to face later in the day. If you haven't realised, i'm talking about today now.

    So I got to the station, had nothing to eat, bought an upper crust baugette, choc muffin and a cappicuno. Was delicious. Got on the train to Bristol, where I had to change to go up North, and whilst I was in Wales - all was good tbh. It's home to me and there was next-to-no snow and I was happy (apart from the lack of sleep and short notice and random trust issues re-appearing).

    Had a 10-15 min wait at Bristol Parkway. I was shivering. That's how cold I felt. Train was delayed a bit as snow had started in Bristol (I swear England is ****ed up in terms of snow ) but still, this was nothing compared to what I faced next.

    Next stage of my day was the travel from South England to North England. Quite a long journey, with plenty of delays but finally managed to sleep a little bit, so I had a little bit of energy, still felt a bit... knackered, to say the least, though. Got to the North and **** me, the snow was terrible. Shocking. It was like a blizzard. At this point, I had no idea how bad it was since it hadn't snowed more than a few millimetres in Wales - but later I found out the hard way.

    So got to my destination train station up North and well, there was no taxis, no buses, nothing. I needed to get to somewhere which takes about an hour to walk, all up hill, on a normal sunny day. I waited a while for buses and asked a few taxi drivers, but they all said no chance.

    I didn't know this city very well, the area I was going to, not at all, but I thought **** it, and walked. :| Quite possibly the biggest mistake of my life. I should have turned around, and gone straight back home. But nope, I thought I haven't seen her for a while, missed her sooooooooooooo much, it'll be really really nice to see her, so carried on.

    To summarise so far - i've travelled 6 hours on train, waited half hour for buses and taxis but none were running due to snow blizzard and now i'm going to walk the following:

    * 1 hour 40 min walk - all up hill; due to no buses and taxis running

    * Snow got heavier and heavier - was half way between ankle and knees to start with

    * Some people were wearing wellies, some people plastic bags on their feet - I was wearing low top converses and a hoody

    * All this to meet my girlfriend for her half hour lunch break - the return journey still needs to be made and that's even worse

    There's still worse, tbh. I got there and saw her at 1.48pm today, despite getting to the city at around 12ish. She told me that the snow was so bad that she had the whole afternoon off. So, as happy as I was... I hugged her, told her I missed her, kissed her and then we went into a sweet shop. I bought a snickers duo, we had half each. At this point it was 1.51pm. We went to a quiet side-street and she told me her dad is picking her up at 2.15pm; and it takes about 15 mins to walk back to work, from where she met me.

    So, we pretty much repeated the time I saw her; hug, kiss, waved bye-bye at 1.57pm. I travelled all that way, by train, in all that snow, by foot, drenched, covered in white, my hair all flaky and hard... to see her for 8-9 minutes. lol.

    fml, already.

    She better give me a 40-minute straight-no stopping blowjob and swallow every single drop of come to make up for that, tbh.

    Gets worse though. So I walk back then, took about an hour and a quarter this time - I knew more of the route and it was down hill. So then I hop straight onto the train home, thinking that was such a bad experience to have. My feet frozen, my ankle socks, summer ****ing socks, not winter cotton ones, absolutely wet, my shoes ruined and my jumper like a pornstars vagina. :rolleyes:

    Train back to Bristol is half an hour delayed from Leeds, and train to Manchester from Leeds is in about a minute, after asking the information lady about the quickest route to Wales. So I run across the platforms in Leeds and hop onto the Manchester train to get a direct route to Wales, whereas the other way, i'd have to wait 30-35 mins and then change at Bristol.

    That was honestly the worst decision of my life.

    Train from Leeds to Manchester was delayed into Manchester, so missed 17.30pm, as it arrived about 17.38 so had to wait 50 mins for 18.30... most of which I just spent arguing with her, about the day, and her just apologising, which I later accepted. So keeping with the Northern tradition, I got a pasty. Food was probably the best part about today - I ate a lot of it, don't drink alcohol, so I relied upon food to drown away my sorrows.

    So, 18.30 came around and I got onto the train from Manchester to South Wales. Yay! Home in less than 3 and a half hours. WRONG. It took over 5 hours... :facepalm:

    ffs, half way during the journey, a train infront of us broke down and we had to sit there for about an hour and a half, doing **** all. It's like this day was planned and it was meant to be fml, after fml, after fml. So when I should have arrived into South Wales at 9-10, I arrived at 12am and biked home.

    Parents were seriously worried, plus my phone ran out of battery so I couldn't text/ring them to tell them I was okay. Being Asian, I knew they'd shout at me too. Overall the day consisted of 5am-11.55pm and then I came home.

    The fml didn't end there, tbh. Now my phone won't turn on. Well, I charged it and it says 'insert sim'. I mean wtf? How did that happen? Now I need to go to the O2 shop and re-tell this tale. :confused::confused::confused:

    Seriously why??? What the heck did I do wrong?

    FML.
    I hate it when people use FML, get over yourself there are people worse off than you in the world.

    So im guessing you haven't seen the news? The fact they've shown snow up the country for the past week or so? A 6 hour train journey for half an hour? I'm sorry but that's just stupid.

    So no sorry not FML. Just plain stupidity.

    Oh and when you go to O2, a simple explanation would be: it got wet in snow.
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    (Original post by Anonymous)
    Right, technically it was yesterday, but I just got home and need to let it out and forget this day ever existed. It will be a long post - I promise. Appreciate it if you read it, it'll be quite a good read laughing at me, probably.

    I'm guna talk as if it's still part of the day - so when I use today, I mean 1/12/2010 and when I say yesterday, I mean 30/11/2010, if you know what I mean.

    So it all started yesterday, on very short notice, girlfriend asked me to see her because she had a new job and could go out (finally). I was happy to do so, seeing as it's a very hard LDR and I hardly get to see her. Problem was, my and girl... live 5-6 hours apart on a normal day, and trust me, this was no normal day.

    I asked how long for, etc, and she said she was working, so just her lunch break (half-hour). I said fair enough, better than nothing and seeing as my train travel is free, i'll meet her and then meet other people I know from there or whatever, if I have time, just a good day out, get away from my house (family = :facepalm2:) and see the person I love.

    Nothing was confirmed and I had work yesterday too. 6pm-midnight, quite a late shift and she told me about half-way through my work, so I phoned a few people and got 3-4 things cancelled which I had planned - especially apologising for it being last minute.

    Thankfully, work was rather quiet so they let me go home at 10pm rather than midnight and it gave me more time to plan, etc, since I got home 10.30pm, which I didn't use very well. :rolleyes: I got my clothes and whatever ready, checked the train times, weather details and what not and went to bed at 1am.

    RANDOMLY, I started having trust issues. :| And I mean randomly. I mean she told me a few small lies in the past about meeting guys and told me it was girls, etc, but I won't go into that. I re-gained trust for her and I had no problem with the meeting guys, just the lie got me a bit . Anyway, since she apologised and whatever, our relationship was all good (and in general despite being such a far LDR, it's a really good one) but 1am to 5am (the time I had to wake up to catch my 6.55 train), all I had was dreams of her cheating on me. :confused:

    It was really really weird. In one dream, it was me meeting her after soooooooooooooooooo long (which is true irl - haven't seen her for a while), but just as I saw her, another guy was hugging her (more than a friend ) and went in to kiss her. And I quickly ran over, broke that up and ended up punching her in the face. Like, fully-flat in the nose. :lolwut:

    Just for the record, i'd never hit a girl irl. Ever. I once said to my sister, if she considers self-harm, i'd give her a smack, but that's different. I wouldn't hit a random girl, let alone my girlfriend. But yeah... I didn't sleep. At all. Woke up 5am naturally, before my alarm and just went into the shower. Mum was up and asked me where I was going - so I lied and said "to work - I have a morning shift". Firstly, i've never worked mornings in my life. Secondly, i'm Asian, couldn't tell her i'm going to meet my girlfriend. So I just carried on with my day. Trimmed my pubes and stuff for oral (don't ask, I had more time than I expected :rolleyes:) and shaped my up facial hair, got dressed, perfumed, and set off onto the train.

    On my way to the station (travelling by bike), I thought South Wales was cold. And if i'm being honest, at 6.30am, pitch-black outside, it was cold. But this was like July in Spain compared to what I was going to face later in the day. If you haven't realised, i'm talking about today now.

    So I got to the station, had nothing to eat, bought an upper crust baugette, choc muffin and a cappicuno. Was delicious. Got on the train to Bristol, where I had to change to go up North, and whilst I was in Wales - all was good tbh. It's home to me and there was next-to-no snow and I was happy (apart from the lack of sleep and short notice and random trust issues re-appearing).

    Had a 10-15 min wait at Bristol Parkway. I was shivering. That's how cold I felt. Train was delayed a bit as snow had started in Bristol (I swear England is ****ed up in terms of snow ) but still, this was nothing compared to what I faced next.

    Next stage of my day was the travel from South England to North England. Quite a long journey, with plenty of delays but finally managed to sleep a little bit, so I had a little bit of energy, still felt a bit... knackered, to say the least, though. Got to the North and **** me, the snow was terrible. Shocking. It was like a blizzard. At this point, I had no idea how bad it was since it hadn't snowed more than a few millimetres in Wales - but later I found out the hard way.

    So got to my destination train station up North and well, there was no taxis, no buses, nothing. I needed to get to somewhere which takes about an hour to walk, all up hill, on a normal sunny day. I waited a while for buses and asked a few taxi drivers, but they all said no chance.

    I didn't know this city very well, the area I was going to, not at all, but I thought **** it, and walked. :| Quite possibly the biggest mistake of my life. I should have turned around, and gone straight back home. But nope, I thought I haven't seen her for a while, missed her sooooooooooooo much, it'll be really really nice to see her, so carried on.

    To summarise so far - i've travelled 6 hours on train, waited half hour for buses and taxis but none were running due to snow blizzard and now i'm going to walk the following:

    * 1 hour 40 min walk - all up hill; due to no buses and taxis running

    * Snow got heavier and heavier - was half way between ankle and knees to start with

    * Some people were wearing wellies, some people plastic bags on their feet - I was wearing low top converses and a hoody

    * All this to meet my girlfriend for her half hour lunch break - the return journey still needs to be made and that's even worse

    There's still worse, tbh. I got there and saw her at 1.48pm today, despite getting to the city at around 12ish. She told me that the snow was so bad that she had the whole afternoon off. So, as happy as I was... I hugged her, told her I missed her, kissed her and then we went into a sweet shop. I bought a snickers duo, we had half each. At this point it was 1.51pm. We went to a quiet side-street and she told me her dad is picking her up at 2.15pm; and it takes about 15 mins to walk back to work, from where she met me.

    So, we pretty much repeated the time I saw her; hug, kiss, waved bye-bye at 1.57pm. I travelled all that way, by train, in all that snow, by foot, drenched, covered in white, my hair all flaky and hard... to see her for 8-9 minutes. lol.

    fml, already.

    She better give me a 40-minute straight-no stopping blowjob and swallow every single drop of come to make up for that, tbh.

    Gets worse though. So I walk back then, took about an hour and a quarter this time - I knew more of the route and it was down hill. So then I hop straight onto the train home, thinking that was such a bad experience to have. My feet frozen, my ankle socks, summer ****ing socks, not winter cotton ones, absolutely wet, my shoes ruined and my jumper like a pornstars vagina. :rolleyes:

    Train back to Bristol is half an hour delayed from Leeds, and train to Manchester from Leeds is in about a minute, after asking the information lady about the quickest route to Wales. So I run across the platforms in Leeds and hop onto the Manchester train to get a direct route to Wales, whereas the other way, i'd have to wait 30-35 mins and then change at Bristol.

    That was honestly the worst decision of my life.

    Train from Leeds to Manchester was delayed into Manchester, so missed 17.30pm, as it arrived about 17.38 so had to wait 50 mins for 18.30... most of which I just spent arguing with her, about the day, and her just apologising, which I later accepted. So keeping with the Northern tradition, I got a pasty. Food was probably the best part about today - I ate a lot of it, don't drink alcohol, so I relied upon food to drown away my sorrows.

    So, 18.30 came around and I got onto the train from Manchester to South Wales. Yay! Home in less than 3 and a half hours. WRONG. It took over 5 hours... :facepalm:

    ffs, half way during the journey, a train infront of us broke down and we had to sit there for about an hour and a half, doing **** all. It's like this day was planned and it was meant to be fml, after fml, after fml. So when I should have arrived into South Wales at 9-10, I arrived at 12am and biked home.

    Parents were seriously worried, plus my phone ran out of battery so I couldn't text/ring them to tell them I was okay. Being Asian, I knew they'd shout at me too. Overall the day consisted of 5am-11.55pm and then I came home.

    The fml didn't end there, tbh. Now my phone won't turn on. Well, I charged it and it says 'insert sim'. I mean wtf? How did that happen? Now I need to go to the O2 shop and re-tell this tale. :confused::confused::confused:

    Seriously why??? What the heck did I do wrong?

    FML.
    Seriously mate that is commitment and a half! You deserve a threesome with her fit best friend for that, nevermind a blowjob.

    I salute you sir. A true, true legend.
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    (Original post by Anonymous)
    Right, technically it was yesterday, but I just got home and need to let it out and forget this day ever existed. It will be a long post - I promise. Appreciate it if you read it, it'll be quite a good read laughing at me, probably.

    I'm guna talk as if it's still part of the day - so when I use today, I mean 1/12/2010 and when I say yesterday, I mean 30/11/2010, if you know what I mean.

    So it all started yesterday, on very short notice, girlfriend asked me to see her because she had a new job and could go out (finally). I was happy to do so, seeing as it's a very hard LDR and I hardly get to see her. Problem was, my and girl... live 5-6 hours apart on a normal day, and trust me, this was no normal day.

    I asked how long for, etc, and she said she was working, so just her lunch break (half-hour). I said fair enough, better than nothing and seeing as my train travel is free, i'll meet her and then meet other people I know from there or whatever, if I have time, just a good day out, get away from my house (family = :facepalm2:) and see the person I love.

    Nothing was confirmed and I had work yesterday too. 6pm-midnight, quite a late shift and she told me about half-way through my work, so I phoned a few people and got 3-4 things cancelled which I had planned - especially apologising for it being last minute.

    Thankfully, work was rather quiet so they let me go home at 10pm rather than midnight and it gave me more time to plan, etc, since I got home 10.30pm, which I didn't use very well. :rolleyes: I got my clothes and whatever ready, checked the train times, weather details and what not and went to bed at 1am.

    RANDOMLY, I started having trust issues. :| And I mean randomly. I mean she told me a few small lies in the past about meeting guys and told me it was girls, etc, but I won't go into that. I re-gained trust for her and I had no problem with the meeting guys, just the lie got me a bit . Anyway, since she apologised and whatever, our relationship was all good (and in general despite being such a far LDR, it's a really good one) but 1am to 5am (the time I had to wake up to catch my 6.55 train), all I had was dreams of her cheating on me. :confused:

    It was really really weird. In one dream, it was me meeting her after soooooooooooooooooo long (which is true irl - haven't seen her for a while), but just as I saw her, another guy was hugging her (more than a friend ) and went in to kiss her. And I quickly ran over, broke that up and ended up punching her in the face. Like, fully-flat in the nose. :lolwut:

    Just for the record, i'd never hit a girl irl. Ever. I once said to my sister, if she considers self-harm, i'd give her a smack, but that's different. I wouldn't hit a random girl, let alone my girlfriend. But yeah... I didn't sleep. At all. Woke up 5am naturally, before my alarm and just went into the shower. Mum was up and asked me where I was going - so I lied and said "to work - I have a morning shift". Firstly, i've never worked mornings in my life. Secondly, i'm Asian, couldn't tell her i'm going to meet my girlfriend. So I just carried on with my day. Trimmed my pubes and stuff for oral (don't ask, I had more time than I expected :rolleyes:) and shaped my up facial hair, got dressed, perfumed, and set off onto the train.

    On my way to the station (travelling by bike), I thought South Wales was cold. And if i'm being honest, at 6.30am, pitch-black outside, it was cold. But this was like July in Spain compared to what I was going to face later in the day. If you haven't realised, i'm talking about today now.

    So I got to the station, had nothing to eat, bought an upper crust baugette, choc muffin and a cappicuno. Was delicious. Got on the train to Bristol, where I had to change to go up North, and whilst I was in Wales - all was good tbh. It's home to me and there was next-to-no snow and I was happy (apart from the lack of sleep and short notice and random trust issues re-appearing).

    Had a 10-15 min wait at Bristol Parkway. I was shivering. That's how cold I felt. Train was delayed a bit as snow had started in Bristol (I swear England is ****ed up in terms of snow ) but still, this was nothing compared to what I faced next.

    Next stage of my day was the travel from South England to North England. Quite a long journey, with plenty of delays but finally managed to sleep a little bit, so I had a little bit of energy, still felt a bit... knackered, to say the least, though. Got to the North and **** me, the snow was terrible. Shocking. It was like a blizzard. At this point, I had no idea how bad it was since it hadn't snowed more than a few millimetres in Wales - but later I found out the hard way.

    So got to my destination train station up North and well, there was no taxis, no buses, nothing. I needed to get to somewhere which takes about an hour to walk, all up hill, on a normal sunny day. I waited a while for buses and asked a few taxi drivers, but they all said no chance.

    I didn't know this city very well, the area I was going to, not at all, but I thought **** it, and walked. :| Quite possibly the biggest mistake of my life. I should have turned around, and gone straight back home. But nope, I thought I haven't seen her for a while, missed her sooooooooooooo much, it'll be really really nice to see her, so carried on.

    To summarise so far - i've travelled 6 hours on train, waited half hour for buses and taxis but none were running due to snow blizzard and now i'm going to walk the following:

    * 1 hour 40 min walk - all up hill; due to no buses and taxis running

    * Snow got heavier and heavier - was half way between ankle and knees to start with

    * Some people were wearing wellies, some people plastic bags on their feet - I was wearing low top converses and a hoody

    * All this to meet my girlfriend for her half hour lunch break - the return journey still needs to be made and that's even worse

    There's still worse, tbh. I got there and saw her at 1.48pm today, despite getting to the city at around 12ish. She told me that the snow was so bad that she had the whole afternoon off. So, as happy as I was... I hugged her, told her I missed her, kissed her and then we went into a sweet shop. I bought a snickers duo, we had half each. At this point it was 1.51pm. We went to a quiet side-street and she told me her dad is picking her up at 2.15pm; and it takes about 15 mins to walk back to work, from where she met me.

    So, we pretty much repeated the time I saw her; hug, kiss, waved bye-bye at 1.57pm. I travelled all that way, by train, in all that snow, by foot, drenched, covered in white, my hair all flaky and hard... to see her for 8-9 minutes. lol.

    fml, already.

    She better give me a 40-minute straight-no stopping blowjob and swallow every single drop of come to make up for that, tbh.

    Gets worse though. So I walk back then, took about an hour and a quarter this time - I knew more of the route and it was down hill. So then I hop straight onto the train home, thinking that was such a bad experience to have. My feet frozen, my ankle socks, summer ****ing socks, not winter cotton ones, absolutely wet, my shoes ruined and my jumper like a pornstars vagina. :rolleyes:

    Train back to Bristol is half an hour delayed from Leeds, and train to Manchester from Leeds is in about a minute, after asking the information lady about the quickest route to Wales. So I run across the platforms in Leeds and hop onto the Manchester train to get a direct route to Wales, whereas the other way, i'd have to wait 30-35 mins and then change at Bristol.

    That was honestly the worst decision of my life.

    Train from Leeds to Manchester was delayed into Manchester, so missed 17.30pm, as it arrived about 17.38 so had to wait 50 mins for 18.30... most of which I just spent arguing with her, about the day, and her just apologising, which I later accepted. So keeping with the Northern tradition, I got a pasty. Food was probably the best part about today - I ate a lot of it, don't drink alcohol, so I relied upon food to drown away my sorrows.

    So, 18.30 came around and I got onto the train from Manchester to South Wales. Yay! Home in less than 3 and a half hours. WRONG. It took over 5 hours... :facepalm:

    ffs, half way during the journey, a train infront of us broke down and we had to sit there for about an hour and a half, doing **** all. It's like this day was planned and it was meant to be fml, after fml, after fml. So when I should have arrived into South Wales at 9-10, I arrived at 12am and biked home.

    Parents were seriously worried, plus my phone ran out of battery so I couldn't text/ring them to tell them I was okay. Being Asian, I knew they'd shout at me too. Overall the day consisted of 5am-11.55pm and then I came home.

    The fml didn't end there, tbh. Now my phone won't turn on. Well, I charged it and it says 'insert sim'. I mean wtf? How did that happen? Now I need to go to the O2 shop and re-tell this tale. :confused::confused::confused:

    Seriously why??? What the heck did I do wrong?

    FML.
    I think you have the North and South confused young one
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    I had to take a breather at the part about the upper crust baguette.

    I think you made the mistake when you decided to make a 6 hour return journey to see your girlfriend for half an hour.

    (By the way I totally thought the dreams were like, foreshadowing and you were going to get up there to find her sexing another man but turns out that was just a completely useless part of your story.)
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    T to the L;DR
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    If you think THAT'S bad! I was playing COD and I had a 24 killstreak then I got n00btubed right in the A-hole, FML
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    Your girlfriend sounds harsh as **** to be honest. I'd get rid personally.
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    If there was ever such thing as a CV for relationship commitment, that story would make yours bloody competitive. Really amazing effort, and I'm sorry to hear of the crap you had to put up with.

    I have to say I agree with others that your girlfriend isn't treating you properly if you went through all that but she was only willing to make a few minutes for you - I'd say even a few hours wouldn't have been enough. That would cool off my shoulders enough to feel wrongly done by for a long time.

    But chin up. It could have been worse in several ways, though I know just how crap it is to trek through heavy snow when transport is all down. In the January snows this year, I walked about 3 hours home through gridlocked, unmoving roads during heavy snow, temperatures similar to yours, with blocked up ears from a 11 hour flight, a medical patch over my left eye from surgery the day before and a cold too. Haha, not as bad as your experience I would say, but being half deaf, half blind in the snow was an interesting experience.

    But really, I wish all the best for you. I hope she realises what you've gone through and if she doesn't appreciate it yet, then make yourself vocal to her.
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    (Original post by Stems)
    Can someone summarise this please
    This guy did quite a good job of summarising it

    (Original post by Anonymous)
    Jesus.

    Summary: "I have trust issues, it's snowing! FML! Everything is delayed! FML again! Travelled in the snow to see gf, miss her lots, more snow, fml again, after 6hours of travelling, get to see gf for 10min, no blow job (boohoo), everythings delayed on way home, train breaks down, and now phone wont work."


    http://www.deviantart.com/download/7...by_Bawwplz.jpg
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    Commitment or not, it was a pretty shortsighted decision to make a trip of that distance given the weather. The train system goes to pot with a few leaves on the line, let alone with heavy snow as well. Wouldn't it just have been easier (and more logical) to rearrange for another time when you could actually spend some time together, without the heavy snow?
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    I read it all, FML.

    But seriously, at least she didn't break up with you or something.
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    Why include the points about what food you ate and times correct to the exact minute? Why include such pointless information?
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    A tear for this epic Traveller
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    WTF? Why the hell would you drive that far just to see her on her lunch break, and then be fine with her leaving after 8-9 minutes even though she had the whole afternoon off? People might say she's harsh for letting you, but why were you such a doormat?? It's totally beyond me. You should have stayed up there overnight at least considering the weather and the state of your clothes. And if that wasn't possible, at least for a few hours.

    It's your fault for:
    a) travelling SO FAR to see her for such a short time
    b) not thinking to wear more than a hoodie and low-top converse - seriously??? Have you not turned on your TV, glanced at a newspaper or looked out of your window recently?
    c) walking all that way when you must have noticed how bad the snow was
    d) "Oh, your dad's picking you up in nine minutes when it's taken me nearly nine hours to get here to see you? Oh okay, never mind, that's okay. See you later."

    The only bit I have sympathy for is making the wrong train choice as that happened to me once returning from Hull and it was the worst journey ever.
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    Okay, firstly, commitment and a half to do that.*

    *Secondly - Why the hell would you even bother, for a 10 minute lunch break?! That's just idiotic, you must have a LOT of money to even consider going so far for such a short amount of time.

    Thirdly - it's your fault for getting yourself into that situation, so don't get whiny about it if you wanted to do it. She walked all over you, face it.

    Fourthly - There are people out there having a much ******** time than you on so many levels.
 
 
 
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