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writes:First of all i wanted to say thanks for taking the time to read this and for the input, I really appreciate it. So.. I am a 20 years old female, from the midwest. I am over in New Zealand for six months as a nanny living with a single mother and four kids. The woman i'm staying with is wonderful, young and free spirited.. we'll call her Andrea. So she went out for drinks with some of her girlfriends one night while I babysat the kids for a few hours.. when she got back I was doing dishes and stuff, she trotted into the kitchen with a smirk on her face and was like "you can thank me later".. pulled out a piece of paper with a phone number on it. "Andy" from Chicago. Andrea said that this guy had really good energy and she could just feel that him and I would have a really good time together.. btw, Andrea usually doesn't do this but she has really deep intuitive insight on people.Needless to say, me and Andy had been texting each other since the night I got his number. I learned that Andy grew up in Chicago and after high school he moved to Scotland to take classes.. then came to New Zealand 10 months ago.. he is moving to London next week because his job here in NZ fell through, then in 2 years he is planning on moving to Australia. What a traveler. His going-away party was the first time I met him in person. I was a little nervous so ended up drinking quite a bit before I even left the house. When I got there and saw him, it just felt like I had already known him forever.. we were dancing together all night and flirting and grinding and being drunk.. we even ended up making out on the bar. I kind of felt bad because it was “his” party with all his friends that he had known for like years and then here I come out of nowhere and steal him away but it didn't seem like he wanted it any other way. I ended up going home with him because I just wasnt ready to say goodbye. Umm.. long story short, we had sex like three times and then when we woke up in the morning we had a really deep talk about life and family and everything.. It wasn’t like I woke up feeling guilty or anything, was soo amazing. Im not the type of girl to have one-night-stands but it felt like so much more than that. I helped him pack up his stuff and he "accidently" packed my underwear with him..haha. Then we walked down to the bar and took a tequila shot with some of the other guys and he was on his way! Before he left though he kissed me and told me to met him in London. He is definitely the kind of guy I could see myself with, I cant think about anything else. soo.. I'm planning on going to LONDON! not kidding one bit.This is soo unlike me to fall head over heels after one night. He is 23 years old and is just wild and fun and laid back and chill and ..amazing. I want to find him again because it just feels right I think that its amazing that he is out living for himself.. he makes me want to travel the world with him and smile all the time and BE ME! When we cross paths in the future, which i know we will, we’ll see if he has still got my underwear. We exchanged a few texts the next day before he had to disconnect his NZ phone. (his phone was disconnected around 4pm, flight took off at midnight) and just when I thought it was all over, he calls me from a different number. On the phone I pretty much spilled my heart and told him that the other night meant a lot to me even though it was a 'one night stand' and that I dont usually do that kind of stuff but I cant stop thinking about him and wondered if the feelings were reciprocated. (which was really putting myself out there to be shut down) I asked him if he "did that a lot" and he said never- and the last time he had sex was a few months back with a girl he was seeing. He told me that if the other night waaas, in fact, a one night stand that he would have high-fived his buddies the morning after and that would've been it.. but he keeps having thus urge to talk to me. He told me if i dont come to London that he'll be back in the states in a few years and that we'll cross paths again but I already gave him my word about meeting him this summer. He is going to call me in 40 hours when he gets to London.What do you think about this..am i retarded? Is it a waste of my time to keep thinking about him? I guess it's hard to tell until i get that phone call from London.. its not like i am going to put my life on pause until i see him next. Of course i am going to do my own thing, just like he is doing his thing. But i just feel this "calling" and i need to follow it, like my gut instinct. And I have no idea what is going to happen, but even if I go to London and things don't "happen" like they should, there will be something else that goes along with it. I KNOW that there is a reason that I'm feeling this way and I want to follow my heart.It probably feels like i'm changing my 'life plans' around him. But honestly? My life doesn't have a plan and i want to keep it that way.
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reader, Newbie31  +, writes (2 February 2011):
 I don't have much advice but this is an amazing love story. What all has happened since September? :)
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reader, Aunty BimBim  +, writes (5 September 2010):
 you are young, you only live once, as long as you take care of the importants bits, like let people know where you will be, have enough money stashed somewhere so you can get home in a hurry if need be, have the ability to get work in the UK easily, etc etc etc go for it.
Good luck, I hope, if he is the one, you gut is telling you true, and if he isn't well, at least you are giving yourself to find that out rather than spending the next 60 years wondering.
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