well, i got 100 followers, so now i'll follow through on my promise.

The funny thing about first kiss stories is that they are much more fun to reminisce upon when you are not dating someone... but I said I would, so I guess I have to? Only I think I'll intersperse them with break up stories as well, just so, you know, it doesn't seem like I'm still pining over anybody. Because I'm so absolutely completely totally not. Without further ado. First Kiss #5. (You don't have to read this if you just happen to be the boy of my choice at the moment. Although, it doesn't end well, either way.)

It was the fall of 2011. Basically my romantic life had been a bit crazy. Two boys trying to gain my attention at the same time.. and the worst part was that I had let them both believe it was possible. In the end, the stress of it all led me to choose neither of them, which resulted in a lot of awkwardness all around. And then, suddenly this other boy was there. Someone I had never really considered. But he was giving me attention, and also not. And so I thought, alright, here's a challenge. (Which, since when was that a good basis for going after someone? Oh, you do that every time? I know. We all do. Still, not a good idea.) But it just happened to work out. For a few weeks anyway. Me, going over to his apartment to watch movies, going to football games, hanging out with mutual friends. And finally that fateful night. You know how it is, when you're sitting in the dark, talking quietly. And odds are, one thing will lead to another. And next thing you know, you're standing in the kitchen, kissing. And then you're running down the porch stairs, into the cold air, feet freezing on the wet grass. And thinking, did that just happen?

Well, and then before you know it, he doesn't talk to you for weeks. And you're forced to corner him and demand an explanation about why you were treated that way. And your mouth gets dry, and you sweat a little, and you can't talk that well because your eyes are watering which is INFURIATING. But you get your point across. And leave, shaky, but feeling about 10,000 times stronger than you were the day before.

So I guess, this answer to 100 followers is more of a This Is When Madeline Realized It Was Time To Grow Up Through A Series of Kisses and Break-Ups In The Years Commencing 2011 and 2012 Respectively.

p.s. sorry for the lack of kissing details, but you have to understand. i will regretfully inform you that it was, indeed, a good kiss.
p.p.s. if you would like to read about kisses #1,2,3,4, you can click on the numbers and you'll be taken right there!