One young woman's life experience with boys, guys, men, whatever you want to call them
I went out with Ryan for 3 days. We broke up one night at a dance (yes, I actually got dumped), and he immediately tried to go out with this other girl there, which didn't work. My cousin Jimmy was there and threatened to beat him up. Ryan and I had kissed once, the day before, which was brief and boring. I didn't even want to, and I was sorry that I did.
posted by CatholicGirlie @ 7:46 PM
Let's see...I'm a girlie girl-but I used to be a tomboy (soccer and field hockey were my things). I look Irish, even to the casual observer. My friends say that I'm a flirt, though I merely see myself as friendly. I have an IQ of 165, though I try not to flash it around to everyone I meet. I like to learn new languages. I'll read as many as three books a day for pleasure (yes, I'm a speed reader). I have one sister and numerous cousins who are like brothers and sisters. I have two really close friends and lots of friends who are close but not as much as my two best girls (and a million people that I'm friendly with).
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