Day 2 - Your First Love
Day 01 - Introduce yourself
Day 02 - Your first love
Day 03 - Your parents
Day 04 - What you ate today
Day 05 - Your definition of love
Day 06 - Your day
Day 07 - Your best friend
Day 08 - A moment
Day 09 - Your beliefs
Day 10 - What you wore today
Day 11 - Your siblings
Day 12 - What's in your bag
Day 13 - This week
Day 14 - What you wore today
Day 15 - Your dreams
Day 16 - Your first kiss
Day 17 - Your favourite memory
Day 18 - Your favourite birthday
Day 19 - Something you regret
Day 20 - This month
Day 21 - Another moment
Day 22 - Something that upsets you
Day 23 - Something that makes you feel better
Day 24 - Something that makes you cry
Day 25 - A first
Day 26 - Your fears
Day 27 - Your favourite place
Day 28 - Something that you miss
Day 29 - Your aspirations
Day 30 - One last moment
My first love. Oh god, what the heck does that mean?
I think even as a child I was cynical and cautious about love. I had crushes but I never let myself believe it was anything more than that. My first crush was on a guy called Paul from my primary school. I knew I had a crush on him because I let him win at tag rugby.
To tell you the truth, crushes weren't really my thing. I wasn't interested in boys till college. I flirted, excuse the pun, with the idea of getting a boyfriend when I was 15-16 but that was mostly because the social convention at 15-16 was to have a boyfriend. When I actually started thinking about all that came with a boyfriend - the dating, the kissing, the undercurrent of sexual exploits, I genuinely thought "Oh god, I cannot be arsed." At 16 it just seemed like way too much hassle.
Love is a tricky thing and so often first loves will end badly. I'm a firm believer in you need a few bad relationships to make you really appreciate the good ones - and I have had some terrible relationships. I have used the L word when I didn't mean it, and perhaps even worse I've said it to someone who never deserved it.
If we're talking proper love, love that is unconditional and often quite scary, my first proper love has to be Ben.
Ben and I have been together for nearly 2 years now. This is my longest relationship and without a shadow of a doubt the most successful. As said, love is a tricky thing but I know I love Ben. I feel kinda sappy admitting it. I do sometimes have difficulty discussing my more positive emotions with people. I suppose I should just be thankful this discussion is happening over an LJ post rather than your dining table or at the bar.
Ben continually amazes me with his patience and understanding. I can be an utter shit sometimes, yet he always seems to find something nice to say about me. He's seen me at my lowest and my very worst and still he tells me every day how much he loves me. I am very happy to be with him and I honestly cannot imagine my life without him. Whenever I look towards the future, all I see is him and me...doing something stupid...often wearing capes...
Perhaps the best part about me and Ben was that we didn't head into this relationship looking for love. We just wanted a few fun dates to see if it led anywhere. 2 years down the line, we're living together in our own flat, planning holidays and giving some serious consideration to making an addition to the clan - a cat, before anyone asks.
Day 02 - Your first love
Day 03 - Your parents
Day 04 - What you ate today
Day 05 - Your definition of love
Day 06 - Your day
Day 07 - Your best friend
Day 08 - A moment
Day 09 - Your beliefs
Day 10 - What you wore today
Day 11 - Your siblings
Day 12 - What's in your bag
Day 13 - This week
Day 14 - What you wore today
Day 15 - Your dreams
Day 16 - Your first kiss
Day 17 - Your favourite memory
Day 18 - Your favourite birthday
Day 19 - Something you regret
Day 20 - This month
Day 21 - Another moment
Day 22 - Something that upsets you
Day 23 - Something that makes you feel better
Day 24 - Something that makes you cry
Day 25 - A first
Day 26 - Your fears
Day 27 - Your favourite place
Day 28 - Something that you miss
Day 29 - Your aspirations
Day 30 - One last moment
My first love. Oh god, what the heck does that mean?
I think even as a child I was cynical and cautious about love. I had crushes but I never let myself believe it was anything more than that. My first crush was on a guy called Paul from my primary school. I knew I had a crush on him because I let him win at tag rugby.
To tell you the truth, crushes weren't really my thing. I wasn't interested in boys till college. I flirted, excuse the pun, with the idea of getting a boyfriend when I was 15-16 but that was mostly because the social convention at 15-16 was to have a boyfriend. When I actually started thinking about all that came with a boyfriend - the dating, the kissing, the undercurrent of sexual exploits, I genuinely thought "Oh god, I cannot be arsed." At 16 it just seemed like way too much hassle.
Love is a tricky thing and so often first loves will end badly. I'm a firm believer in you need a few bad relationships to make you really appreciate the good ones - and I have had some terrible relationships. I have used the L word when I didn't mean it, and perhaps even worse I've said it to someone who never deserved it.
If we're talking proper love, love that is unconditional and often quite scary, my first proper love has to be Ben.
Ben and I have been together for nearly 2 years now. This is my longest relationship and without a shadow of a doubt the most successful. As said, love is a tricky thing but I know I love Ben. I feel kinda sappy admitting it. I do sometimes have difficulty discussing my more positive emotions with people. I suppose I should just be thankful this discussion is happening over an LJ post rather than your dining table or at the bar.
Ben continually amazes me with his patience and understanding. I can be an utter shit sometimes, yet he always seems to find something nice to say about me. He's seen me at my lowest and my very worst and still he tells me every day how much he loves me. I am very happy to be with him and I honestly cannot imagine my life without him. Whenever I look towards the future, all I see is him and me...doing something stupid...often wearing capes...
Perhaps the best part about me and Ben was that we didn't head into this relationship looking for love. We just wanted a few fun dates to see if it led anywhere. 2 years down the line, we're living together in our own flat, planning holidays and giving some serious consideration to making an addition to the clan - a cat, before anyone asks.