I remember my first Barbie. She was butt ugly when I burned her hair off. I remember my first piercing. It hurt, just like my mom warned. I remember my first pair of Guess jeans. They were attained years after they were cool. I remember my first kiss. It was in Germany and he was Irish. Like, from Ireland. (Although I also remember him looking like Colin Farrell…so that one might be slightly foggy.) And I remember my first trampoline. I was 30.
All in all, I’ve had a lot of firsts. Some in a timely fashion, some not.
And this is My First Blog.
Now, I’m going to watch Star Wars. Don’t tell me what happens!
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