Um.
Um.
I, um, ah, well you see...
I don't actually remember my first kiss.
I'm 100% sure it was awkward. And I'm 95% certain it wasn't with this guy.
But other than those two things, I have NO clue.
Which also means, I'm 100% sure it was not spectacular...
If the person it was IS reading this, consider this my formal apology for not remembering something that I am apparently supposed to remember my whole life. This is clearly not a reflection of your kissing skills. More of a reflection of how terrible a memory I have. In other words, it's not you, it's me.
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Day 16: My First Kiss
Thought By Sara @ Life With the Two around 4:35 PM
Labels: 30 Day Challenge, confessions, I'm a Dork, What Had Happened Was
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ROFL! You know what? I can't remember my really truly first kiss either...
I can't either.
I think this means that boys in general aren't great kissers.
The Boy actually sucked as a kisser when I met him and I had to teach him how to kiss.
Don't tell him I told you that.
I love that last line...
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