The 30 Day Meme
So, somewhere within the depths of the internet I came across this interesting blogging idea, thirty posts in thirty days about various aspects of your life I doubt that I will complete these parts in such short time, but I will endeavour to have them completed within a reasonable time frame:
Day 01 - Introduce yourself
Day 02 - Your first love
Day 03 - Your parents
Day 04 - What you ate today
Day 05 - Your definition of love
Day 06 - Your day
Day 07 - Your best friend
Day 08 - A moment
Day 09 - Your beliefs
Day 10 - What you wore today
Day 11 - Your siblings
Day 12 - What’s in your bag
Day 13 - This week
Day 14 - What you wore today
Day 15 - Your dreams
Day 16 - Your first kiss
Day 17 - Your favorite memory
Day 18 - Your favorite birthday
Day 19 - Something you regret
Day 20 - This month
Day 21 - Another moment
Day 22 - Something that upsets you
Day 23 - Something that makes you feel better
Day 24 - Something that makes you cry
Day 25 - A first
Day 26 - Your fears
Day 27 - Your favorite place
Day 28 - Something that you miss
Day 29 - Your aspirations
Day 30 - One last moment
I figure my previous post was my introducing myself so I shall move on to Day Two: My First Love
This one is a little tricky for me because I'm not entirely sure who this would be. The obvious answer would be my first serious boyfriend, who I met in my first year at uni. However, previous to that there were several men who passed in and out of my life who had a profound effect on my emotions. I cannot say if these were loves or merely crushes so perhaps I will stick with the first boyfriend angle. I came to uni on my own, none of my friends came with me, but I was lucky enough to meet a girl during Orientation Week who, while enrolled in a different course, had very similar interests and ended up joining the medieval society together. She rather promptly became involved with a fellow in this group and after they had been together for some time they began encouraging me, jokingly, that I should date his best friend. I would play along with the joke and eventually I began chatting to this fellow over the internet. He was a sweetheart, we were both quite shy, but he asked me out to the movies and arranged to pick me up from my house. I was rather nervous, I was not a confident individual at this time and I had had some interesting experiences going out with strangers previously - another story for another time. Anyway, he turned up on my door with long unkempt hair and a superman t-shirt, not the best impression but I still thought he was cute. For the life of me I cannot remember the movie we watched, even though we actually watched it, and we went for pancakes after. He was quite the gentleman, I dont recall we even kissed, our first kiss was on our next date, I was shopping in the city and he asked to accompany me. We found ourselves wandering down to the Botanical Gardens where we had our first kiss, overseen by a crowd on a balcony above us who giggled, apologised and moved on. We dated for about ten months, he was never too keen on going out, or socialising with my friends and as I was become more social this became a problem. He also had an unfortunate addiction to World of Warcraft which I did not mind playing on the odd occasion but towards the end of our relationship it would be almost impossible for me to drag him away from his computer. He was a very intelligent individual, but he was still a boy, he hated his university course because his parents had forced him into it, I think he would have excelled if it had been his own idea. When I left him he had quit uni and was working at a bottle shop. I do hope things have picked up for him. I understand he has recently become single again after breaking up with a rather long term girlfriend, I wonder sometimes if I should speak to him, I would like to see how he is going, especially since his facebooks posts were a little concerning for some time after the breakup but he seems to be in a better position now. I loved him, truly, he was often quiet, usually childish and had no idea how to be in a relationship but we had such fun times for a while, he snuck out early on Valentines morning to buy me roses, and took care of me when I had my tonsils and adenoids removed. Some time after we broke up he sent me a message to apologise for how he had acted during the last stages of our relationship which shows, to me, that he was maturing a little. I seem to have a troublesome habit of dating fellows who are lovely but still have a lot of growing up to do. Granted this is fairly easy to do dating men within my age range, most of them still have a lot of growing up to do, but then I dated a 28 year old who was one of he most immature boyfriends of mine. Back to first fellow, I still had a little box of keepsakes from our relationship, a mechano heart and the handwritten Japanese symbol for love among the mementos. These two things pretty much sum him up, he was all about science, working with his hands, Japan and computer games. For the most part he was a perfect first boyfriend, and I will always look back on our relationship with fondness, despite the painful ending.