A SUMMER OF THROWBACK THURSDAYS
BLOG STYLE
Here's how it works:
1. Every Thursday through August we'll be throwing it back here at thelifeofbon.com. We want to see pictures of course, but we want the stories that go behind those pictures even more! And because I'm a total control freak, I've even mapped out a nice little schedule for all of us. I figure the prompts will make it easier to come up with something to write about every week.
TH 8/15 First kiss
TH 8/22 Memory of a high school teacher or high school class
TH 8/29 Back to school memory
Well, well, well. Looks like it is time for the best Throwback Thursday post EVER. I can't wait to read everyone's first kiss stories. I'm guessing that for 9 out of 10 of you your first kiss was pretty horrific and that is exactly why I am looking forward to it. What story is better than a terrible first kiss story?
For some reason unbeknownst to me, I made it all the way to age 18 before I kissed anyone. During junior high I was a total freak, so that it explains why I made it through those years of angst kissless. I don't know what happened in high school though. I don't think I was overly weird or overly ugly or overly anything. It was pretty simple really: the boys I liked never liked me back, the boys that liked me I never liked back. That's how I ended up my first few weeks of college still a member of the good old "virgin lips" good.
After a few weeks at BYU I started hanging out with this boy Jordan who I actually didn't like much at all, he was just someone to keep me occupied until the apple of my eye, Josh noticed me. You all know how that goes, right? I could tell the story here, but lucky for you all I have documented the story in its detailed entirety in my journal from 2004. The journal entry is so much better than anything I could ever write now. Enjoy!
October 3, 2004
Last night Jordan called me to hang out. He took me out for ice cream and that we sat down and at it in a secluded area. Jordan started telling me about how his parents are getting divorced. He knew exactly how to butter me up and make me feel bad for him. We were sitting there talking for awhile, and then Jordan lay down. I lay down too. Dumb decision. Our faces were right next to each other. It was quiet and all of a sudden I realized Jordan was going to try to kiss me. It seriously didn't dawn on me until that exact moment. As I was realizing it, Jordan moved in for the kiss. He missed and softly bit my bottom lip. I moved my head so that he couldn't kiss me. He didn't say anything and it was extremely awkward. I didn't know what to say so I just kind of giggled and said, "Jordan, I can't kiss you..." "Why not?" "Because I don't kiss on the first date." "Why not?" "It's a rule... I don't kiss on the first date." That really isn't a rule of mine, I just thought it was a good excuse to not kiss him. Jordan said in a disgusting, low, seducing voice, "Rules are meant to be broken."
At this point I didn't know what to do. I wanted to kiss Jordan because I have never kissed anyone before and I would say it is about time! However I didn't want to kiss Jordan because I don't like him and what a stupid first kiss! Jordan continued to try to convince me to kiss him, "Why don't you kiss on the first date?" He asked. "Because girls who kiss on the first date are sluts." I replied. Jordan acted appalled and said in a sympathetic voice, "No! I won't think you're a slut..." Of course YOU won't, you idiot! Everyone else will. He is such a moron. As I was debating how strong my desire was to not kiss Jordan, he went in to kiss me again. I let him. He didn't even start slow. He just went for it. I had no idea what to do. I figure I must have been the worst kisser in the whole world. I was completely disgusted by it. I tried to turn my head so he would stop kissing me and he would kiss my neck. I tell you, that guy did not know when to stop.
As much as I didn't like kissing Jordan, kissing was an interesting experience. It did get kind of boring after awhile, though. It didn't taste very good. I think because we had both just eaten ice cream. I kept opening my eyes while we were kissing. I am pretty sure that is not a good sign. I would open my eyes and look at him kissing me and think how ugly and stupid he looked. I also kept thinking of Josh. I can't tell you how many time I thought about Josh. I'm pretty sure THAT is not a good sign, either. I would open me eyes, look at the stars, and think about Josh as Jordan kissed me.
Finally I got sick enough of Jordan kissing me that I told him I needed to go home. He kept kissing me. I said it again and he ignored me. "Jordan! I need to go home now!" His reply? "Yah... so I heard." What a jerk, huh? He has some nerve. I sat up, which was kind of difficult with him kissing me, and told him to take me home now.
Jordan walked me home and I was terrified as we neared my apartment that someone would see us. We walked right in front of Josh's apartment building. What if he was out front and saw us? At the doorstep, Jordan kissed me more. I pulled away and told him to stop because I didn't want people to see us. His reply, "They're just jealous that they don't have anyone to make out with." I was extremely disturbed by this. Obviously that is what I was to Jordan, just someone "to make out with." I said goodnight and walked away.
And I never saw that boy again.
Pretty wild, huh? It's funny now to read back on it and think how disgusted and weirded out I was by Jordan. I may have been only 18 but it was still my first kiss and geez you can't go ape like that on a girl who has never even locked lips before!
It definitely wasn't the best first kiss, but it sure is a memorable one. (And one I will probably never tell my children!) Now link up your first kiss stories. I don't care if you tell just the bare minimum or write it all out in its gory details- I just want to hear your Throwback First Kisses!
Well, well, well. Looks like it is time for the best Throwback Thursday post EVER. I can't wait to read everyone's first kiss stories. I'm guessing that for 9 out of 10 of you your first kiss was pretty horrific and that is exactly why I am looking forward to it. What story is better than a terrible first kiss story?
For some reason unbeknownst to me, I made it all the way to age 18 before I kissed anyone. During junior high I was a total freak, so that it explains why I made it through those years of angst kissless. I don't know what happened in high school though. I don't think I was overly weird or overly ugly or overly anything. It was pretty simple really: the boys I liked never liked me back, the boys that liked me I never liked back. That's how I ended up my first few weeks of college still a member of the good old "virgin lips" good.
Ah, look at those virgin lips. Just waiting for their first kiss.
After a few weeks at BYU I started hanging out with this boy Jordan who I actually didn't like much at all, he was just someone to keep me occupied until the apple of my eye, Josh noticed me. You all know how that goes, right? I could tell the story here, but lucky for you all I have documented the story in its detailed entirety in my journal from 2004. The journal entry is so much better than anything I could ever write now. Enjoy!
October 3, 2004
Last night Jordan called me to hang out. He took me out for ice cream and that we sat down and at it in a secluded area. Jordan started telling me about how his parents are getting divorced. He knew exactly how to butter me up and make me feel bad for him. We were sitting there talking for awhile, and then Jordan lay down. I lay down too. Dumb decision. Our faces were right next to each other. It was quiet and all of a sudden I realized Jordan was going to try to kiss me. It seriously didn't dawn on me until that exact moment. As I was realizing it, Jordan moved in for the kiss. He missed and softly bit my bottom lip. I moved my head so that he couldn't kiss me. He didn't say anything and it was extremely awkward. I didn't know what to say so I just kind of giggled and said, "Jordan, I can't kiss you..." "Why not?" "Because I don't kiss on the first date." "Why not?" "It's a rule... I don't kiss on the first date." That really isn't a rule of mine, I just thought it was a good excuse to not kiss him. Jordan said in a disgusting, low, seducing voice, "Rules are meant to be broken."
At this point I didn't know what to do. I wanted to kiss Jordan because I have never kissed anyone before and I would say it is about time! However I didn't want to kiss Jordan because I don't like him and what a stupid first kiss! Jordan continued to try to convince me to kiss him, "Why don't you kiss on the first date?" He asked. "Because girls who kiss on the first date are sluts." I replied. Jordan acted appalled and said in a sympathetic voice, "No! I won't think you're a slut..." Of course YOU won't, you idiot! Everyone else will. He is such a moron. As I was debating how strong my desire was to not kiss Jordan, he went in to kiss me again. I let him. He didn't even start slow. He just went for it. I had no idea what to do. I figure I must have been the worst kisser in the whole world. I was completely disgusted by it. I tried to turn my head so he would stop kissing me and he would kiss my neck. I tell you, that guy did not know when to stop.
As much as I didn't like kissing Jordan, kissing was an interesting experience. It did get kind of boring after awhile, though. It didn't taste very good. I think because we had both just eaten ice cream. I kept opening my eyes while we were kissing. I am pretty sure that is not a good sign. I would open my eyes and look at him kissing me and think how ugly and stupid he looked. I also kept thinking of Josh. I can't tell you how many time I thought about Josh. I'm pretty sure THAT is not a good sign, either. I would open me eyes, look at the stars, and think about Josh as Jordan kissed me.
Finally I got sick enough of Jordan kissing me that I told him I needed to go home. He kept kissing me. I said it again and he ignored me. "Jordan! I need to go home now!" His reply? "Yah... so I heard." What a jerk, huh? He has some nerve. I sat up, which was kind of difficult with him kissing me, and told him to take me home now.
Jordan walked me home and I was terrified as we neared my apartment that someone would see us. We walked right in front of Josh's apartment building. What if he was out front and saw us? At the doorstep, Jordan kissed me more. I pulled away and told him to stop because I didn't want people to see us. His reply, "They're just jealous that they don't have anyone to make out with." I was extremely disturbed by this. Obviously that is what I was to Jordan, just someone "to make out with." I said goodnight and walked away.
And I never saw that boy again.
Pretty wild, huh? It's funny now to read back on it and think how disgusted and weirded out I was by Jordan. I may have been only 18 but it was still my first kiss and geez you can't go ape like that on a girl who has never even locked lips before!
It definitely wasn't the best first kiss, but it sure is a memorable one. (And one I will probably never tell my children!) Now link up your first kiss stories. I don't care if you tell just the bare minimum or write it all out in its gory details- I just want to hear your Throwback First Kisses!
