Day 16/30
Day 01 - Introduce yourself
Day 02 - Your first love
Day 03 - Your parents
Day 04 - Your music
Day 05 - Your definition of love
Day 06 - Your hobbies
Day 07 - Your best friend
Day 08 - A precious item
Day 09 - Your beliefs
Day 10 - An inspiration
Day 11 - Your siblings
Day 12 - What’s in your bag
Day 13 - Your mode of transportation
Day 14 - Where you live
Day 15 - Something you love about yourself
Day 16 - Your first kiss
Day 17 - Your favorite memory
Day 18 - Your favorite birthday
Day 19 - Something you regret
Day 20 - Your morning routine
Day 21 - Your job and/or schooling
Day 22 - Something that upsets you
Day 23 - Something that makes you feel better
Day 24 - Something that makes you cry
Day 25 - Your sleeping habits
Day 26 - Your fears
Day 27 - Your favorite place
Day 28 - Something that you miss
Day 29 - Your favorite foods/drinks
Day 30 - Your aspirations
Day 16 - Your first kiss
Ahh, yes. :-)
First, some prerequisite backstory from another entry (about an unrelated topic):Y'see, back in high school, I had no social skills, and I knew it. While my friends were out on Saturday nights, doing...well, doing whatever it was that they did while they were out, I guess...I'd be at home, either studying or playing video games. And that was it.
I was eventually befriended by one of the more social, popular guys in my class. He and another friend worked their way into the nearby Catholic girls' high school, and at the age of sixteen, I was suddenly thrown into a crowd of single teenage girls.
And I didn't have the slightest idea what to do.
Once I was thrown into said crowd of single teenage girls, I suppose it was sort of inevitable that I ended up going out with my best friend's girlfriend's best friend. Double dates were convenient and easy, and the additional couple made it easier to relax and get past the social awkwardness and inexperience that accompanied a one-on-one situation.
So, over there was Robert and Kym, and here...well, here was Kate. I was seventeen (or perhaps an old sixteen), she was fifteen (or perhaps even an old fourteen). Kate had long wavy blonde hair, blue eyes, and a thin face. I really can't remember much else, beyond the fact that all her blouses had huge shoulder pads in them. (What can I say, it was the mid-eighties, and that was the state of fashion at the time.)
One night we were at her parents' house, watching TV. Her parents weren't home (I think they may have even been out of town), her brother was down in the basement, and at one point we began to make out, softly, gently, on the couch. I was exceedingly nervous, as I'd never kissed a girl "with intent" before, and it showed.
Our relationship (if you can even call it that) didn't last very long. In retrospect, it was clearly a relationship based more on convenience and proximity than attraction or mutual interests. I learned a few important lessons on dating, but that was really about it.
And that, in a nutshell, was my first kiss.
My "second kiss" (that is, first kiss with second girl) was considerably more interesting. But that, as they say, is a story for another time. ;-)
Day 02 - Your first love
Day 03 - Your parents
Day 04 - Your music
Day 05 - Your definition of love
Day 06 - Your hobbies
Day 07 - Your best friend
Day 08 - A precious item
Day 09 - Your beliefs
Day 10 - An inspiration
Day 11 - Your siblings
Day 12 - What’s in your bag
Day 13 - Your mode of transportation
Day 14 - Where you live
Day 15 - Something you love about yourself
Day 16 - Your first kiss
Day 17 - Your favorite memory
Day 18 - Your favorite birthday
Day 19 - Something you regret
Day 20 - Your morning routine
Day 21 - Your job and/or schooling
Day 22 - Something that upsets you
Day 23 - Something that makes you feel better
Day 24 - Something that makes you cry
Day 25 - Your sleeping habits
Day 26 - Your fears
Day 27 - Your favorite place
Day 28 - Something that you miss
Day 29 - Your favorite foods/drinks
Day 30 - Your aspirations
Day 16 - Your first kiss
Ahh, yes. :-)
First, some prerequisite backstory from another entry (about an unrelated topic):Y'see, back in high school, I had no social skills, and I knew it. While my friends were out on Saturday nights, doing...well, doing whatever it was that they did while they were out, I guess...I'd be at home, either studying or playing video games. And that was it.
I was eventually befriended by one of the more social, popular guys in my class. He and another friend worked their way into the nearby Catholic girls' high school, and at the age of sixteen, I was suddenly thrown into a crowd of single teenage girls.
And I didn't have the slightest idea what to do.
Once I was thrown into said crowd of single teenage girls, I suppose it was sort of inevitable that I ended up going out with my best friend's girlfriend's best friend. Double dates were convenient and easy, and the additional couple made it easier to relax and get past the social awkwardness and inexperience that accompanied a one-on-one situation.
So, over there was Robert and Kym, and here...well, here was Kate. I was seventeen (or perhaps an old sixteen), she was fifteen (or perhaps even an old fourteen). Kate had long wavy blonde hair, blue eyes, and a thin face. I really can't remember much else, beyond the fact that all her blouses had huge shoulder pads in them. (What can I say, it was the mid-eighties, and that was the state of fashion at the time.)
One night we were at her parents' house, watching TV. Her parents weren't home (I think they may have even been out of town), her brother was down in the basement, and at one point we began to make out, softly, gently, on the couch. I was exceedingly nervous, as I'd never kissed a girl "with intent" before, and it showed.
Our relationship (if you can even call it that) didn't last very long. In retrospect, it was clearly a relationship based more on convenience and proximity than attraction or mutual interests. I learned a few important lessons on dating, but that was really about it.
And that, in a nutshell, was my first kiss.
My "second kiss" (that is, first kiss with second girl) was considerably more interesting. But that, as they say, is a story for another time. ;-)