This essay Relationships has a total of 516 words and 3 pages.
Relationships are experienced by everyone, be it a romantic or a friendly relationship. There is an initial stage of attraction from both sides which may die out later or even get stronger with time. I chose to describe a romantic relationship than a friendly relationship because my personal experience with my ex-boyfriend serves as a strong basis to support my essay.
It was my first semester here in college; I had broken up with my boyfriend from back home. I didn’t think I was ever going to date anyone here in college. But I did meet someone. Unfortunately, I did not get along too well with him. I broke up with him in two weeks.
I had promised to cook and help out some of my friends for lunch one day. That was when I met Kay. The most helpful man I had ever met. He was so courteous and extremely polite. We both knew each other but we had never spoken before. He was definitely not like what I had heard from the International community at this college. I learnt that he speaks French fluently and two other languages. I think that’s when the attraction started. I have always been attracted to people who are very diverse. He was not physically attractive but he carried himself very well. We agreed on almost every issue we discussed about.
On the other hand, what attracted him to me was my sense of humor and my passion for dancing, which he thinks I have though I never knew I had one myself, and I probably would never agree on that. Well, I think it’s very French to go to any lengths to flatter a girl, because I was indeed flattered. I collect different traditional stones, rip magazines and do a lot of art with them. He thought that was very interesting because it was a unique hobby which I didn’t even have a name for.
Well, the attraction did not last for long. That was when I realized how difficult it is to date someone from a different culture. Everything was about me being Asian. But whatever I talked about was getting so opinionated that I did not open up to him regarding anything.
Kay only got drunk to have fun. It was too much of drinking for me. He totally enjoyed the drinking culture here. I am used to it now but will probably never like it.
We were very different people. I was beginning to know him better. That’s when I felt that we could not go on anymore. I broke up with him before Christmas. He did everything to get us back together. But it happened for good. I dated him with the hope of changing a person and making him what I wanted him to be. And moreover every relationship is not the best. There is the good side of a person and there is a bad side but if the bad side outweighs the good that’s when most relationship starts losing its grip.
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