kiss.
On our way to formal, I was asked two questions by Glenn that stood out to me. One was about a friend liking me, random, but okay. I told him yes, he did. This friend had liked me for most of the time we'd been together and on and off. The other was like a cheese line you read in a book or see on TV.
"Do you remember our first kiss?" He asked me. I had to try not to smile and counter with some remark (like, "What girl doesn't?!"), but rather just replied, "Yes." He told me he did too and that it was one of the worst nights. Well, I imagine getting thrown into a table might do that.
But asking me, the Queen of Corn, such a question. Yes, I do remember, and in almost perfect flashback manner.
I remember everything leading up to it, everything I encountered. I'll put it here, for once, and be really open with it.
We were best friends. I had finally broken through the shell that Glenn has if you don't know him too well. We hung out a lot, and had a bunch of great times together. Essentially, as the story goes, we both hit our own rough times junior year of college.
He was on off, breaking up. And my grandma was dying for a good two months. It was some real rough times for both of us. However, we still had fun.
Now, our friends at the time used to always tell me how him and I reminded us of mom and dad. I suppose it was because he drove everywhere and I was always in the front seat because I liked to put myself there. Shotgun was a big contest back then.
Anyway! As I said, we were close, I always came back after mixers/Greek events to hang out with them if they were up and they were always there for me.
They came with me to the hospital one night. I'll never forget that. My aunt told me what wonderful friends I had, and I couldn't be more proud of them. These were the type of people I wanted in my life, how friends should be...anyway, things got rough for him and I would try and be there for him as much as you can be, he doesn't talk too much sometimes.
One night, I'll never forget, I had just showered and looked out my window as I randomly did. (I like to be aware of my surroundings) and there he was, walking alone. So, I shouted Glenn! And made him wait while I threw a sweatshirt on and ran downstairs to make him talk.
I remember him telling me if things went wrong for me I'd have so many people there for me, cause so many people care about me. That night meant a lot to me. I remember it well, and I felt like that was one of our strongest bonding nights. And I found this kid growing on me.
This threw my friends into some interesting conversations...a few of them always thought we would be so great together. They would ask me what I thought about it a bunch of times throughout the years, but I didn't see it. He had a girlfriend, why would I even think of that? I would say. (Lol, oh naive child, you thought the world thought the same way).
But I was starting to, and to me it felt like he had some sort of growing affection or something for me as well.
It got to the point where I liked him but was soo scared to do anything. Who wouldn't be? Rejection sucks too. And if not rejection, he wasn't ready, or I didn't think he was.
It was around my birthday I was seriously thinking about it, and found out my friends were betting on it. He had given me a birthday card that he wrote, and I loved it a lot. It was so nice and sincere, something different from the usual cards, and something I always prefer over any material gift.
I told myself to suck it up and do it, but lost all nerve. It came down to New Years, when Kim was telling me I better do it if he didn't.
I was nervous, and such, I felt like such a child. Feeling my clammy palms and my heart beating nervously. 12 came, and I held my breath, but nothing happened.
Kim had tried to convince him too, I'm pretty sure. But something in me, my impatience I guess, clicked, and I told myself to suck it up. I walked over to him and kissed him.
See, that wasn't so hard, right? About time, and finally I was happy. Of course, though, I had to make it awkward, so I said, right after, "Was that weird for you?"
I'm such the romantic, you know. (Really, inwardly, I am though.:O )
It was the beginning of something big in my life, and I would do it again.
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"Do you remember our first kiss?" He asked me. I had to try not to smile and counter with some remark (like, "What girl doesn't?!"), but rather just replied, "Yes." He told me he did too and that it was one of the worst nights. Well, I imagine getting thrown into a table might do that.
But asking me, the Queen of Corn, such a question. Yes, I do remember, and in almost perfect flashback manner.
I remember everything leading up to it, everything I encountered. I'll put it here, for once, and be really open with it.
We were best friends. I had finally broken through the shell that Glenn has if you don't know him too well. We hung out a lot, and had a bunch of great times together. Essentially, as the story goes, we both hit our own rough times junior year of college.
He was on off, breaking up. And my grandma was dying for a good two months. It was some real rough times for both of us. However, we still had fun.
Now, our friends at the time used to always tell me how him and I reminded us of mom and dad. I suppose it was because he drove everywhere and I was always in the front seat because I liked to put myself there. Shotgun was a big contest back then.
Anyway! As I said, we were close, I always came back after mixers/Greek events to hang out with them if they were up and they were always there for me.
They came with me to the hospital one night. I'll never forget that. My aunt told me what wonderful friends I had, and I couldn't be more proud of them. These were the type of people I wanted in my life, how friends should be...anyway, things got rough for him and I would try and be there for him as much as you can be, he doesn't talk too much sometimes.
One night, I'll never forget, I had just showered and looked out my window as I randomly did. (I like to be aware of my surroundings) and there he was, walking alone. So, I shouted Glenn! And made him wait while I threw a sweatshirt on and ran downstairs to make him talk.
I remember him telling me if things went wrong for me I'd have so many people there for me, cause so many people care about me. That night meant a lot to me. I remember it well, and I felt like that was one of our strongest bonding nights. And I found this kid growing on me.
This threw my friends into some interesting conversations...a few of them always thought we would be so great together. They would ask me what I thought about it a bunch of times throughout the years, but I didn't see it. He had a girlfriend, why would I even think of that? I would say. (Lol, oh naive child, you thought the world thought the same way).
But I was starting to, and to me it felt like he had some sort of growing affection or something for me as well.
It got to the point where I liked him but was soo scared to do anything. Who wouldn't be? Rejection sucks too. And if not rejection, he wasn't ready, or I didn't think he was.
It was around my birthday I was seriously thinking about it, and found out my friends were betting on it. He had given me a birthday card that he wrote, and I loved it a lot. It was so nice and sincere, something different from the usual cards, and something I always prefer over any material gift.
I told myself to suck it up and do it, but lost all nerve. It came down to New Years, when Kim was telling me I better do it if he didn't.
I was nervous, and such, I felt like such a child. Feeling my clammy palms and my heart beating nervously. 12 came, and I held my breath, but nothing happened.
Kim had tried to convince him too, I'm pretty sure. But something in me, my impatience I guess, clicked, and I told myself to suck it up. I walked over to him and kissed him.
See, that wasn't so hard, right? About time, and finally I was happy. Of course, though, I had to make it awkward, so I said, right after, "Was that weird for you?"
I'm such the romantic, you know. (Really, inwardly, I am though.:O )
It was the beginning of something big in my life, and I would do it again.
Posted via LjBeetle