boy story #1

my first boy toy was in k4.
what went down: kiss behind the playhouse. on the cheek, so we wouldn't "get each other sick."
song that comes to mind: kiss me by sixpence none the richer
what i felt: i mean i'm not even gonna lie that was a good day. little did i know, that would be the first and only kiss i would receive for the next 12 years and counting. but hey, who likes a skank anyway?
what i learned: considering the k4 drama surrounding this relationship (my BFF happened to have the same crush, and i'm pretty sure they kissed the same day he and i did), i learned to pick my friends. if someone is willing to lose loyalty (yes, it's k4. i know this one is a stretch. work with me. life is a series of events you repeat over and over again, a wise man once told me, and so i may be channeling some other experiences with this one too) over a boy, then they probably weren't worth your time in the first place. i've never been boy-crazy, but i admit freely that i love the attention. with that being said, i was a little hurt that, sadly, she did indeed win him out, but obviously i've survived.
in the end: i still have yet to have a true, honest-to-goodness boyfriend ever, really. i've talked to an embarassing number of boys, and they've all turned into nothing. most arent worth your time at LEAST until age 18, but that's another post for another day. that all sounds pessimistic, but i promise it's not. i have a full and whole heart that i don't have to share with anyone but Jesus.