So most of us sucked with girls as a teenager/toddler but must have done something sweet out of innocence - So why not share Ur first Valentine's Day experience or the one that you remember from EARLY days.

Heart break - fun stuff - embarrassments all encouraged

Other guys, feel free to join in

The earliest Valentines I can remember was way back in my Elementary school days. I started liking girls very early and I was a very AFC little kid. I bought a Valentines teddy bear for a girl I had a crush on and left it on her desk on Valentines Day. I believe this was the third or fourth grade. It was a pretty nice looking white bear with red heart patterns on it and shit. When she saw the gift on her desk, her facial expression turned into one of disgust and she gave it back it to me. Life pretty much went on like that until I found pickup.

The first I remember was when I made a card for my teacher when I was about 5.

Better though was a year or two ago. It was honestly the most awesome Valentine's day I think I have ever had. I had just broken up with a LTR and was feeling pretty shit, the last thing I wanted to do was celebrate a day for couples!
I went into town with a friend to grab something from her work, and met one of her co-workers; a stunning girl, great fun bla bla whatever. Anyway, we got talking while my friend was sorting out her shifts and it turns out nobody had got this girl ANYTHING for valentines day, not even her boyfriend. Anyway, we part ways and while walking through town we find this guy selling wooden roses for 20p, I bought one, then drove half way across town to give it to this girl in front of all her friends.

Nothing ever came of it, I didn't try to push it any further. The smile on that girls face though is something I will NEVER forget.

I never experienced Valentine. I either was never in a relationship or didn't feel the need to give something which I valued as a high option to some girl at that time.

However, right now, I think this might be coming.. so maybe this year? We'll see.

≠ LD

_________________
Founder & coach at Dance 2 Seduce -- contact me for more information.

FREE coaching advice on Fridays from 22PM to 23PM at the MPUA chatroom.

Nice @ Chief & Madals - its kinda amazing how the best memories that the two of you have are of times when U did something for someone and didn't get/want anything in return !! - Those are the ones that stick in your mind.


Well, I was may be 13 yrs old and gotten bck w/ the girl I liked. We had an awesome time a wk before Valentine's but I was still thinking whether or not to gift her. Her friend's all told me how they asked her what I gifted her, and I thought aww I shud give her something so that she has a good story to tell her friend, girls like to tell other girls how much their Bfs like them (Thats wht I thought) - so I break my savings and buy her a nice file folder (her was falling apart). I thought she'd appreciate that I noticed and took the care to buy her one. When I showed it to her best friend she told me that my girl was thinking of breaking off with me again !!

Anyways I met my girl and very lovingly gifted her, and she refused to take it ! I told her tht we were great a wk back but she didnt know what to say. Anyways the gift just dropped from my hand onto the floor by mistake and I guess she left it there - So I had an embarrassing break off the week of Valentine's that too just when I had must all my savings to get her something.

I don't think I must have gifted anyone or celebrated the day ever since then.

I've always found myself going through lots of life changes, moving, etc during Valentine's so I've only been with a girl during that time once. I don't even bother going out that night to keep myself from slipping into "Nice Guy Mode" while chatting with heartbroken girls.

The one time I was dating a girl at that time, I was 19, still in college and so excited to have the chance to do the Valentine's thing for the first time. I always saw friends doing sweet things for their girlfriends, so I asked what her favorite flowers were and she was like, "NO! Don't even do that!" A couple days before Valentine's, she called me before the party at the college pub she said that she was moving across town and it would be too difficult to see each other (which honestly it was), but I took it too personally, let myself feel really hurt. I went to the pub, got the most drunk I've ever been and blacked out half the night and was just lucky that I left the door to my room open because a roommate came home and found me passed out on the floor, lying on my back puking... Women are NOT worth getting that upset over and almost dying, I tell ya!

_________________
"The 'Brick Walls' are there to allow you to prove how badly you want something!" ~ Randy Pausch

~ Rye

I'm not an MPUA or a moderator, but I'll share my story anyway.

The first time I had a girlfriend on a Valentine's day was like last year. I was a bigtime AFC, been going out with this girl (Let's call her H) for like six weeks, and things already weren't going too well. Anyways, I bought her a pack of Raffaello (even with the 40% "V-day tax" on it...) and made her a card to go with it - she was a cat person, so I drew a cute cat on it with some sweet quote, it was pretty nicely done.

I met her in front of her school which I always hated - she was the only girl there because it teaches engineering and such so it's mostly guys, and as a guys school with not only the only semi-attractive girl there, but the ONLY girl there, I got talked about quickly as "that faggot who's going out with H".

When I got to the school she was talking to some guys who seemed relatively normal, I exchanged handshakes with them (before touching my girl...) then I gave her the present there because I couldn't hide it anyways (Raffaello's have these big-ass white boxes) and oddly enough, I gave her kisses on the cheek - somehow I always connected gift-giving with kisses on the cheek (usual stuff here in Hungary) and she called me upon it why I didn't kiss her normally, and I had no answer, and honestly answered "I dunno.." and kissed her for real, but it was kinda lame. So we said goodbye to those guys and we could finally talk about the present I gave her and the card I slipped in the folds of the box (so I wouldn't lose it) and she liked it, though she never expressed too much emotions, ever, which always bugged me. Seriously guys, she was like a goldfish through the whole relationship. Everything was okay, fine, thanks, cool, and it bugged the hell out of me, but I never called her on it because as I said, I lacked these kinds of balls back then. So we started walking her home (usual routine) when she gave me my gift.

She was never a giving type so I wasn't surprised that her gift lacked the heart and the joy of giving - it was a CD with some of her favorite songs, some of them related to love, with a printed-out stock picture of a teddy bear with a heart pillow on it. The music was all crappy techno-pop, even though she knew I'm not listening to that kind of stuff. It sucked, to be honest, but I listened to it anyway, because she asked later through facebook if I liked it and which one was my favorite. I told her this techno-pop stuff isn't my genre, but I kinda liked the third one. She was pretty technologically impaired, the songs weren't titled and they were in some weird format, so I didn't know the titles to either of them, and I didn't listen to them too intently either, but I had to say something, so I said the third.

That was pretty much it. I was so much of an AFC that I walked her home on a Valentine's day and I didn't even ask if I could come up to her place - you can guess how far I ever got with her...

I got into PUA after the breakup.

For a while, I thought this happened in 4th grade but I'm realizing now that it happened in 5th. I was a 'break dancer' back when break dancing was actually cool. My fat head attached to a shortish frame allowed me to windmill like a little top. Jenny was already 'going out' with a guy. At that age, I think this meant that they told everybody they are 'going out' and they went over to each others houses to listen to Michael Jackson stuff together. Fantasizing about this drove me crazy. Do they make out? Do they get naked together?

So being cocky and clueless, I gave everybody in my classroom one of those tiny little valentines that you get from CVS but I gave her a huge heart shaped box of chocolates that . . . well, I also got from CVS. Then I forgot the exact words but I wrote a note on a card for her. Everybody saw the big ol' heart thing and the big ol' card. This was Valentines day morning.

By lunch time, she told me, "But I'm already going out with Michael."(Hey, I'm still fb buddies with this guy!) I had no answer for her. . . I think I nodded, "OK." When school ended, she hand delivered a letter to me. Some of the 'popular kids' were still around and stood by the stairs to watch us. My other buddy stood right next to us. I wish I kept the letter; it was a love letter. I forgot exactly how it went but it was a page long "Love forever. I've loved you always. You are special, etc . . ." That's when it hit me. My heart started thumping and blood rushed to my head. My mouth ran dry. I stared at her lips a few times. My buddy urged us to go into the 'gym' . . and he followed us in.

She had a kidney condition back then and she had to take medication twice a day that she'd wash down with fruit punch. It was typical of her to have some purplish fruit punch haze smeared around her mouth in the afternoons. On that day, the purples were augmented by blotches of brown from the few chocolates that she had already munched. But that's not what kept me from kissing her. I had no reason; I simply froze. . . Hey, I was 11. My head continued to swirl. My buddy told us, "So now you guys kiss . . . " - He wasn't helping at all. . .

After sitting there in the gym for what seemed like an hour(Probably no more than 2 minutes), I got up and declared, "I'm dumping you." - And my head ceased to swirl.

Wow, Valentines day. We didnt have that, its an American tradition.

_________________
I'm not trying to be a dick Ezo, but you're being a Pick Up Snob in my opinion.

bbardot: you just reminded me about porn

I made a video for my baby girl for valentines day ...
[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6laGvKtPZYQ[/youtube]

My mums always been my number one Valentine!

Its really just been AFC day for as long as I remember til I found pickup.

_________________
I'ma be what I set out to be, without a doubt undoubtedly, and all those who look down on me I'm tearin down your balcony, no if ands or buts, don't try to ask him why or how can he

LOL ! And 25 yrs later the heart breaking still continues The story was great right until the end
What !! Comeon, they probably have V' Days even in the remotest towns of the world ~

Btw..writing my own exp reminds me its time I got over the whole No gifts on Valentine's day just because I got cut deep early on. This year I'll try going Madal's route and put smiles on the faces of bunch of girls who haven't received anything from anyone !!

Guys keep writing, its good to see both good and bad exp. being shared - just reassuares that all men good with women now were bad at one time !

At Zappo - Seriously dude stop posting that video of yours all over the forum. Its not cool.

I think you have me mistaken with someone else, I've only posted it in your thread

Well we didnt have Vday as such, the only lame thing we get to do in school was cut red paper in the shape of hearts and write someones name on. Thats about it.

_________________
I'm not trying to be a dick Ezo, but you're being a Pick Up Snob in my opinion.

bbardot: you just reminded me about porn

I believe it was first grade, first off I am jewish but I went to public school at this time, Valentines day in my family at this point (we had just moved to America for a short while) was a stupid american holiday. Well in my class, I had a fucking hott ass teacher. okay first grade and I knew my teacher was a HB9, like I even visited her a while back to just say hi, yea enough said. This little punk had a teacher fetish, what can I say I like quality!

There was also this girl, Kimberly, can you have a sexier name, probably but fuck off this is my story. She was the only jewish girl in class, um fate was hittin me up. She and I were destined to be, first grade and we both knew what was going down. So my aunt gave me these materials to make a heart and crap. In class we were to make them and let it dry over night. I had a huge red heart, with a white film over it, like a decorative napkin that goes on womens head. I am still confident that what it is. So yea and I leave it to dry. The next day on valentines day for some reason the glue turned orange. My thing was a fucking piece of picasso, pink, orange, white, red. Damn this shit was priceless. If the men behind mastercard knew they would have made it a commercial.

So first off, I had the girl, second I had the card, only thing left was to give it to her. So there was this kid, who happened to actually be my friend later o , not then though for obvious reason. I am going to get some water and then bam punches me in the stomach... what a fucker, so I had to go to the bathroom which was right there, and first off I was always smarter than the kids, I mean its the americans school system what can I say? But there I am, in the guys room and some kid is taking a piss, turns around, has no fucknig pants on, just hung around his ankles. I was like jesus fuck bro come on! I actually remember just going next to him awkwardly and just doing my shit, so now I go back to class give her the card.

We are by the coat hangers, away from everyone. I am looking right at her, damn was she gorgeous (for a what ever age you are in 1st grade), I gave her the card, and said will you be my valentine, she said yes and there it was. The ballsiest thing a jew ever did in the first grade in public school, I gave her a hug. Now I want to say I kissed her, and I am fairly confident I did, and by kiss I mean a 2 sec peck on the cheek, but I dont want to say it in case it is not 100% true.

So that was my first valentines day in America with my first crush. First grade rocked, my teacher bought me Harry Potter just because she knew I loved it. She was also Jewish. Lets be real if I was 18, that teacher would be mine. She be buying a lot more than books to help with my fantasy

_________________
Best of Luck
-Raphael

Aspiring Artist

Read the adventures I take as I discover my way towards becoming a mPUA or a dPUA (decent PUA) including completing the StyleChallenge ---> raphaels-journel-vt119594.html