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Chess was a big part of my life last year, although I'm not sure if I could say I was that happy last year. I had my first and only girlfriend, it only lasted three months but we were good friends before and it took me a long time to get over it. That summer I started dating her was the summer my friend convinced me to start playing chess, because he wanted to join chess club when school started (our senior year)
One of the first memories I have of her was our freshman year, some friends and I had a chess board during a half-day and were waiting for school to end. She came over, prefacing her take-over of a current player's turn with "I'm not very good at chess" and checkmated us in one move.
That summer I remember playing with her a few times, I'd say we were pretty evenly matched although I would get pissy when she won, because no matter how humble I like to tell myself I am I'm actually a pompous ass when it comes to any lack of efficacy in my intelligence. Her mom liked to make fun of me for it cause I'm not usually one to get miffed.
I loved chess club that year, I met a lot of new people--not to say I didn't have friends, I had and have plenty--I'd never talked to before, broke out of the circle by befriending some juniors closely and even down to freshman, just having a good time. I played in tournaments for our school, starting JV but playing our last board on varsity sometimes and had an okay record. I didn't perform too well but I had a good reputation in our club of selling myself short and being a pretty good opponent.
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