Meme day 2

[patupaiarehe]

 Day 01 – Introduce yourself 
Day 02 – Your first love, in great detail 
Day 03 – Your parents, in great detail 
Day 04 – What you ate today, in great detail 
Day 05 – Your definition of love, in great detail 
Day 06 – Your day, in great detail 
Day 07 – Your best friend, in great detail 
Day 08 – A moment, in great detail 
Day 09 – Your beliefs, in great detail 
Day 10 – What you wore today, in great detail 
Day 11 – Your siblings, in great detail 
Day 12 – What’s in your bag, in great detail 
Day 13 – This week, in great detail 
Day 14 – What you wore today, in great detail 
Day 15 – Your dreams, in great detail 
Day 16 – Your first kiss, in great detail 
Day 17 – Your favorite memory, in great detail 
Day 18 – Your favorite birthday, in great detail 
Day 19 – Something you regret, in great detail 
Day 20 – This month, in great detail 
Day 21 – Another moment, in great detail 
Day 22 – Something that upsets you, in great detail 
Day 23 – Something that makes you feel better, in great detail 
Day 24 – Something that makes you cry, in great detail 
Day 25 – A first, in great detail 
Day 26 – Your fears, in great detail 
Day 27 – Your favorite place, in great detail 
Day 28 – Something that you miss, in great detail 
Day 29 – Your aspirations, in great detail 
Day 30 – One last moment, in great detail

Well, my first crush was in year 8, when I had a major crush on this guy Wayne. He was new in school that year, and he came from Kiribati, and I just remember thinking how awesome he was. Only problem was, I was pretty nerdy and shy back then, and it took him about 0.25 seconds to get in with the 'popular' group. We were quite good friends, and got paired together a bit for work and stuff. I remember one time I was writing him a note in class, asking if he wanted to go out with me, and then this horrible girl read it over my shoulder and started yelling about how "CLARE LIKES WAYNE OMG" so I crumpled it up and pretended like she was talking shit, which was what you did back then. School camp that year was amazing, though. We hung out basically the whole time and he bought me an icecream and I think we even held hands a couple of time. But I think his friends were giving him crap for it or something, because when we got back home he kinda stopped talking to me. So nothing ever came of that.

My first love was Andrea, last year. He was an AFS volunteer in Italy. He was 25, and I was 17. He was awesome, and I was pretty much head over heels. Even now, I occasionally have really vivid dreams of him, and if I went back to Italy, I'd make a play in an instant. We never went out, or even kissed, but the last week I was in Italy, I took a five hour train down to where he was living. I only got to spend a night there, due to time constraints, but it was amazing.We went out and ate all this free food and danced really close to a free reggae band playing in a park. Then we went home and he fed me olives and we cuddled all night and it still makes me all mushy inside thinking about it. I think I have an Andrea tag, if you wanna see JUST how ridiculous and mushy I was. It was pretty bad.