Still first things...

I remember my firsts with varying feelings. Shock. Amusement. Amazement. Uncertainty. Embarrassment. Sometimes, down right shame!!!

Well, I guess it's my choice what I feel about stuff I've done. As a personal motto, I do not entertain regrets! Period!

So, back to firsts... I remember the first time I wrote a poem. I think it was about some guy being the ace or something. It was a lovely poem and I totally was knocked off my feet at the depth I had in me. I used to do a lot of thinking and writing, in my head! But actual poetry? I thought that was for Shakespeare. Besides, no one around me was so inclined. My poem got a lot of props and then... well here I am, writing for fun, and hopefully for someone's else's pleasure. I remember my first play. Cant forget that one. I titled it the Quest. Its a very trado-satirical piece (my blog, my choice of words, my business!)Someone asked to let him produce it... I declined, graciously. I think I'm going to go dig it out and do it up for publishing or production. Hmm... I remember my first song... I think the lyrics are still somewhere floating around in my head. I remember my first choreographed dance... I was determined to dance, whether I had the skills or not. Two years down the line, I was called a natural. It's been a while now, but I am going dancing again. Tomorrow to be exact!

I remember my first crush. He is still 7 years older than I am. He was my first friend, first kiss, first plenty plenty things (and I'm not thinking hat you are thinking) I remember my first awareness of my feminity. The day I first felt very 'woman'! And I remember my first crushbreak (lol!) It was hard and intense, like everything else about me. I wish sometimes that I could be as surface as some folks. Its either deep or not there. I think I think too much...

I remember my first relationship. Full blown, we-are-dating-publicly arrangement! He was cute and well... a lot of other things... I remember my first break-up. Guess who? It was painful, expensive (yes o! break ups are tres costly! I do not advice it!)and complicated. I wish I knew then what I know now. But that's part of life, learning and growing, right? I remember my first rebound! Gosh, was that a mistake or what? It took about 15 months, but it was still a rebound! And now he's hanging around my messenger yarning stuvin's!! Like I look stupid to you???

And of course, I remember my first love. It was sweet, unassuming, innocent and romantic... poetry and art, fun and laughter,... I still remember 'cos I do not want to forget. It ended. Sharp and abruptly. And started again. Now I don't know if its over again, or its just about to begin. I remember cos I just cant forget...