Have you ever could have imagined meeting your soulmate at the age of 19? Have you ever could have imagined being raised a Catholic and went to a all girl's high school and been planning to save yourself for marriage until losing your virginity? Have you ever could have imagined meeting someone totally opposite from you in so many ways and it becoming the most interesting and most fun relationship company? Have you ever could have imagined being the young bad girl and the good quiet nice guy changes your life for it to became so real? Have you ever imagined marrying years later someone of the total opposite race and it's still growing stronger everyday? Wow, I guess I'm so blessed!
All these questions in the beginning here I could have never imagined, no not me at least I use to say after being hurt so many times with the boys I dated in high school and about after 17 years old I was almost at my ends on being down for one and only one. Most people used to say to me oh ok playette, I would say, who, not me I just like to crush alot, yeah I was listening to too much of Big Pun, lol, but, as I started this bad girl stage trying to outplay the guys, juggling a couple every other week or pretending to be the bad girl to keep my heart from getting any more hurt, I would try to date a bunch with no major strings attached of course in intercourse but i did get my share of different ones on dates. Nineteen years then love love bug creeped up on me again, BANG! This year around something has changed, I met him, the opposite soulmate.
I had always looked at mixed couples and said how could they mix with eachother and work, it couldn't be me because I didn't see much of mixed couples like that and I was a little nervous of dating the unknown when I always been with a white guy and hurt anyway. Not really realizing at the time I was still really young but as most people everyone wants to one day find their own, then it all started and began between a mutual friend of ours and the taco. He still says it was the taco that brought us together lol, so wow, thank you Taco Bell! Anyway cutting this long love sappy story prolly to you shorter on my end , my name is Carol -J Everett, some may know me by my other blog sight, twitter account, myspace music profile, or my facebook account. I have been taken now by my soulmate, Antione Everett for ten years this upcoming January and married together for three years this upcoming March 1, 2011.
We have been through hell and back in times of defeating depression in deaths of close relatives, homelessness for few months, job losses on both ends, and sharing in a journey of spontaneously packing our bags for major change and heading from Philadelphia to Florida with me leaving all my family and friends behind which I never thought I could ever be this happy as I am now and not knowing how we were going to land and stay when we arrived, kind of crazy huh, but as Shinia Twain would sing, "Looks Like We Made It". We now have our beautiful first child on the way due in March, a baby girl, also, like any other couple we are not perfect we have our disagreements and crazy times but, we would love to share the beauty in the difference of who we are and share in the discussions of our new blog sight on this project besides our own personal other creations in "Battle of the Wedlocks" consisting of topics in sports, movies, hobbies, and the reality of life topic in general in difference of how things are viewed between us as a couple, now time to be fair and let this man get his word in, lol.
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Wow, she had a lot say. My name is Antione and I have blog and web comic that I work very hard on. I am normally the chatty one when I'm trying to explain something. I always think back to when Carol and I met and so many things happened that day for us to actually meet. For one I was working at Septa at the time and had the 11pm-7pm shift. I normally go to Ballys to work out for a hour or so and then go straight home to get some sleep. I went to the Gallery for some early Chrismas shopping and it was late October or early November. I had met Carol at 69th street a couple weeks before thru our mutual friend. I thought she was cute but I rather talk to a girl one one before I make a aggressive move. I was still a bit on the shy side even though I was 27 yrs old at the time.
When I saw her (alone) in the Gallery waiting in front of the Mcdonalds I though this was my best opportunity! So we talked and even though there some mixed signals coming from her she had brought me a tacco from Tacco Bell. I think I must have been low on cash or something? I thought it was real nice gesture I mean most woman I had met in Philly was all about taking. At least the ones I met and this girl had should me some kindness. I know white girls have a reputation for doing this kind of stuff but I have only seen them do this for guys who treat them bad or guys who are bad boys or thugs. Wait minute! Let me get a little off subject and tell you guys a little story, this wasn't my first white girl I went out with. I have grown to prefer white women over the black women I would attract. Yes, I said it! I don't care who this pisses off because you don't know me or what I have been through. Why go out of my race, you may ask? I won't mince words here but I will explain. You see, I just always had the worst luck with dating black women, with a few exceptions... and those must was not meant to be. I have no patience for that mad at all men attitude stuff. I mean I understand only because my mom was also a single mom. So I know where it comes from, but I always thought that women no matter what color you are... bring your heartache on yourself most of the time.
Girls will normally pick that bad boy who will break their heart and then you will take that out on that guy that looks like a door matt. I was that guy long ago but I'm not exactly a nice guy any more, because of it. Now don't get me wrong white women are not perfect ether. They are just better at hiding there flaws when you meet them. Still at least most white women gave me a chance where as black women took a look of how much money I don't have--- after failing the "thug test". So because of that, it made it very easy for me to go out of my race. I felt if you don't want me (black women) then I find some other nationality that will. That what started to happen too especially when I went into the Navy. I finding I had more of a connection to the white women I met.
Girls will normally pick that bad boy who will break their heart and then you will take that out on that guy that looks like a door matt. I was that guy long ago but I'm not exactly a nice guy any more, because of it. Now don't get me wrong white women are not perfect ether. They are just better at hiding there flaws when you meet them. Still at least most white women gave me a chance where as black women took a look of how much money I don't have--- after failing the "thug test". So because of that, it made it very easy for me to go out of my race. I felt if you don't want me (black women) then I find some other nationality that will. That what started to happen too especially when I went into the Navy. I finding I had more of a connection to the white women I met.
While the black women I continued to meet further invoiced my issues and beliefs about them. So eventually I began to date only white women. I had my problems with them but not on the level of black women I tried to give a chance here and there. I'm not saying all black women are bad but I can count on two hands (maybe) the amount of nice black women I met that I would had loved to date. Don't get it twisted I don't put up with any women BS-- period. Being raised around women I know most of all your tricks and issues. I just had become DONE with a black womens BS. Which is funny I never would of thought I would have married a white women when I did not think they were attractive with those flat butts when I was in Jr. High School. Then again to blow up that stereotype, not all white woman have a flat butts. My wife sure doesn't, LOL!
Now that we are done with that part, I will briefly say that Carol and I started out as friends after talking in the Gallery. So it was not set in stone yet. I guess she was unsure plus she had her guy issues. But as I said before she gave me a chance even with her issues and then we grew from there. There is more to this story but I already wrote more than I intended. Maybe on a later post I will fill in some those holes that led to our happy union. Until then peace out,
from IML Antionestrife!
from IML Antionestrife!
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