I wonder about people’s firsts. I found myself to always have the classic storybook opportunity, which would end up not happening and then I’d have the nothing-to-write-home-about first.
For example, my first kiss:
I had a crush on the same boy from kindergarden to 8th grade, and it only stopped then because I changed schools. We dated in kindergarden (I don’t remember how this started or what it consisted of), but the ending is one of my most vivid early memories. He was playing some sort of soldier/war game during recess and I gave him an ultimatum in front of all of his friends, if he didn’t play horses with me and my friends by the time I counted to whatever I was breaking up with him. I remember standing there and counting down and then breaking up with him in front of all of his friends, and then we sort of sat around the rest of recess being really sad and neither of us played. 26yr old Jenna realizes that I didn’t give him a choice at all with that one, but I was 5 or 6 and didn’t understand how these things worked. I just wanted him to chase me around with my friends.
Later we rekindled our relationship in 6th Grade after he and his secret longtime girlfriend broke up (that’s how we all found out they had even been together, exciting grade school gossip). My gift with words started at a young age, I handed him a piece of paper with “I like you. Do you like me? Circle yes or no”. After some negative interfering from his best friend, I got the paper back with a yes circled. (I still have this by the way packed away with my kid stuff.) I then made him a brown and olive green friendship bracelet (manly colors). We had a very innocent romance all summer, I wanted to be kissed so bad, but it never happens (making awkward comments when I’m feeling awkward started at a young age too). We went to middle school and he started dating my best friend (I could cry at school dances with the best of them) and they definitely kissed, I think there was some at least 2nd base action too.
SO what was my first kiss? A spin the bottle game at a friend’s house in 8th grade with a boy I only liked as a friend, in front of all of my friends (they didn’t know, that would have been humiliating). He had very soft lips and neither of us wanted to kiss the other one. Later we also played 7 minutes in heaven and we talked about the weather. Sadly I had my first cigarette before I had my first kiss.
Anyone else willing to share a first kiss story (disappointment or otherwise?)