Thursday, March 31, 2011
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Monday, March 21, 2011
It doesn't have to mean something forever, but it has to mean something at the time you do kiss.
A Kiss Is:
-A vision of things to come
-Most of all, important and sacred
I have kissed...let's count.
-1 - Z
-2 - K
-3 - BZ
-4 - A
-5 - N
-6 - J
-7 - C is iffy. very iffy.
I regret 3,4,6 and if we count 7, I regret that, too.
I regret 3 because it was a complete NCMO. And it could have gone a bit farther...if. if. if. Stupid boys.
Although 4 is an iffy one to regret, I should have realized the relationship/guy wasn't right. I was just deluding myself at the time.
6 is an easy one to regret because he right up lied to me. And when I called it on him, he called it blatant sarcasm. Again, not a very good ambassador for guys.
7, if it happened, never should have happened. I should have had better judgement.
1 was my first boyfriend so that is not one I regret BUT I do regret how we're not really friends and that he won't talk to me.
2 is......not one I regret, but I'm also a bit angry with him. And at myself.
5.......long story, but apparently we're not friends because he's like my homecoming date.
So my advice to those about to date, those who want to kiss, I say wait. Because kisses do matter. They're not the chocolate kind and once you've kissed, you've kissed. It's like virginity, and almost as important. The longer the wait, the sweeter the prize.
Posted by Emmy Johnson at 12:20 AM
Saturday, March 19, 2011
But I do believe in love at first sight. Or attraction at first sight. But when I saw Ron(again, changed) at my friend's party...I wanted to go out with him. I had a strong feeling to. And so I had my friend give my number to him. That produced a three month relationship and then a few dots of dates or meet ups. I shouldn't have let him go.
Posted by Emmy Johnson at 11:47 PM
Friday, March 18, 2011
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
For now, I'm starting at the beginning because its the easiest place to start. But I will probably skip around :)
I was very lucky in my sophomore year to have prom be on my 16th birthday. In my church, The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, one of the guidelines is to wait until you are sixteen to date. So the girly-girly part of me was excited. Its all I basically talked about at times, which is how I probably happened to snare my date.
We'll name him Zamini because he likes to make miniature game pieces come to life with color. We had seminary together for the first(?) half of the year and apparently he remembered me so he asked me to prom.
It was a great date and though I screwed up our relationship later, we're still acquaintances.
Posted by Emmy Johnson at 10:26 PM