There is this girl at my work. She is a 22 yr. old hungarian, she is in america, courtesy of her expired-two-years-ago temporary tourist visa. She lives with her illegal hungarian fiancee. She is smart, charming, beautiful in many ways, a good friend to have. The only way she can stay in the country, is if she gets married. Enter me. I am a male, the age of 20 years, whose opened his eyes enough to see that marriage is just a societal construct(don't get me wrong, it has it's uses, but it true love doesn't need it), so the nice person inside of me says "hey, marry her for god's sake, it's the least you could do as a human being, she is your friend". I have a girlfriend. Most of my life I haven't had a girlfriend. I've had my share, maybe 5 or 6 in my life, but none serious, until (maybe) this one. She is beautiful, smart, and 16(legal in my state). She is well beyond her years mentally, and having a meep life is awesome. It seems that in so many ways, she is more mature than me, it's weird. Though in so many ways, I see her immaturity. So anyways, I didn't know her opinion on the matter, and I knew her opinion would have a big effect over my decision to marry this girl or not. I call her on my phone after I get off work, and she really really really doesn't like this marriage idea at all. She is really upset. It sounds like she's crying. Maybe I should go over to her house and straighten things out. So I go over to her house and straighten things out. Or at least that's the way I saw it. By the time I left, she was in my arms, doing all the little idiosyncracy's(sp?) she had done before to indicate her love, and overall comfortableness with our relationship. Though I feel a difference in our relationship now. It's lost it's little perfect innocent charm. It's gone over a speed bump, we both look at the relationship differently, for better, or worse. meep, I'm tired, it's 5 in the meeping morning, drunk and stoned, feels good to be alive.