Day 16: Your First Kiss

Well, this is awkward.

I haven't had my first kiss.  Like Ms. Merkley says, I'm a VL.  I haven't lost that card yet.

The closest I've gotten to kissing boys is kissing their cheeks.

Larry & I.  He's in Japan with 6 months left.

I've kissed my {old} best friend Larry on the cheek three times.  The first time, was because he did a big favor for me, and I kissed him on the cheek to show my gratitude.  Then if I remember right, the second and third time was because we had a serious talk between the two of us, and that's what seemed appropriate at the time.



The second boy I kissed on the cheek was David. {NO SURPRISE THERE}
Hahaha yeaaah.
It was after the Harry Potter 7.2 midnight premiere.  He, Mags and I went together with another friend.  And we sat outside of Davy's house, super loopy because it was like 3:30 in the morning and we had been crying our eyes out over HP ending. We just sat there laughing for minutes nonstop, and it was just a beautiful night.  As we were saying our good nights, I kinda just reached up and kissed his cheek as he was awkwardly giving us a hug from the backseat, sleepily telling us how much he loved us.

This is an awkward picture of us all, but it was such a glorious night.
I mean, c'mon. It was Harry Potter.

I've had opportunities to kiss this boy on the mouth, but I never took them.  This one time, it was only he and I in my van and I swear he leaned slightly as if he was going to kiss me, but he didn't.  I don't think he wanted  to ruin anything.  But you know what? It's okay.  I'm glad I haven't kissed him, because it'd make this last year, and next year so much harder to deal with him not being here.
So, yeah. I'm a lips virgin.  And I'm okay with that.  {for the most part} <3