In the following story I am using a very loose definition of the term "relationship."
I went to Europe for two weeks with a student group when I was 12. The thing about a bunch of 12 and 13 year olds with minimal supervision is there is going to be pairing up and lots of it. Which is how I ended up with my most awkward "relationship" ever.
He sent friends over to ask me to be his girlfriend. I wasn't sure who he was but I said yes. I was not overly picky at 12.
During our 5 day relationship, I was unsure of his name for the first 2 days. My good friend, Kimi, had to bail me out once when he came to our room to say hi and I couldn't remember his name.
Our one and only kiss (peck) was a disaster. I SWEAR I've blogged about it but I can't find the post. Will have to write about that train wreck in the near future.
The day we broke up he and a friend found some poke-y thing in the street and brought it on board the bus. I want to say it was a piece of aluminum mini blinds or something. I was sitting a few rows up and he poked me with it. Repeatedly. After my requests to be left alone were ignored I finally realized that he was too immature for me and sent a note back that said
Consider yourself dumped.
Because I was the height of maturity.
Who WOULDN'T want to date that?
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That breakup note is the best thing ever.
Also, I can hardly see you in that picture. It just looks so unlike how I think of you - your hair is so LIGHT!
Real Simple is having an essay contest with a great promt you should blog about it, and or enter the contest. The subject is "the first time you realized you were an adult." ...o FYI I have decided that your part time job is freelance writting.
Raquel- I saw that prompt and have been thinking about it! I would looove to do freelance writing.
This is absolutely hilarious because that was SO ME when I was 12. Awkward pecks and "dumping" notes and all. We are so alike (except I love vegetables and you don't).
Oooh! I never heard that story!
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