I almost missed Day Two.
Day 01 -Introduce yourself
Day 02 - Your first love
Day 03 -- Your parents
Day 04 - Your music
Day 05 - Your definition of love
Day 06 - Your hobbies
Day 07 - Your best friend
Day 08 - A precious item
Day 09 - Your beliefs
Day 10 - An inspiration
Day 11 - Your siblings
Day 12 - What’s in your bag
Day 13 - Your mode of transportation
Day 14 - Where you live
Day 15 - Something you love about yourself
Day 16 - Your first kiss
Day 17 - Your favorite memory
Day 18 - Your favorite birthday
Day 19 - Something you regret
Day 20 - Your morning routine
Day 21 - Your job and/or schooling
Day 22 - Something that upsets you
Day 23 - Something that makes you feel better
Day 24 - Something that makes you cry
Day 25 - Your sleeping habits
Day 26 - Your fears
Day 27 - Your favorite place
Day 28 - Something that you miss
Day 29 - Your favorite foods/drinks
Day 30 - Your aspirations
Day Two -
Oh dear... Do we really have to talk about this?
If we go by my standards, the first boy I was in love with was Daniel Moffat, a little blond boy I met in 1st grade.
We had such a sweet elementary love affair. He threw dirt at me, I called him a bastard. (What do you expect! I saw it in 'The Birdcage'!) We were so weird with each other all the way through 3rd grade. We played with each other all the time and would always sit with one another. One time, I got sick in school, and my mom came and picked me up. Daniel came running out into the hall before I left to give me a piece of paper with a drawing on it, topped with "I HOPE YOU FEEL BETTER SARA". It was adorable.
Now, if we're talking about love in the adult sense of the word, my first love was Neal Burnett, who is, oddly enough, my current boyfriend.
I met him on the internet during the early summer of 2003. I had somehow managed to get into some sort of roleplaying chat room on AIM. We got to playing, and then eventually got to talking. Then we talked. And talked. And talked some fucking more. We hit it off really well, and (because I lied about my age), he wanted me to be is girlfriend. Even after he found out that I was 13 and not 16, we stil 'stayed together' and talked ALL THE DAMN TIME for a year and a half
Then because of school or whatever, he 'broke up with me'. I was crushed.
We talked on and off for seven years, and then, this last December, we started talking again A LOT. So, in January, I finally came down to meet him in person.
And I've been here since. :3