Benhopi Shinobi
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I started dating for the second time in my life & i'm having a great time! the first round... not so hot 
hahaha!
My first date was with a person named Chandre (Shaun-dra) in high school. I was in eleventh grade and she was a senior from a different school; we worked together at the local Shop n Save. I was shocked when she asked me to go to prom with her, but i was really happy too.
Before prom we went on a date to make sure we didn't hate each other; panera bread to talk for a little while and then the movies. I think we saw Analyze This with Robert De Niro and Billy Crystal. I've seen this movie twice and the part i remember most is De Niro singing "I feel pretty, oh so pretty, i feel pretty, and witty and briiiigggghhht!" hahaha! so awesome =) What i remember most about seeing the movie with her was being nervous. In fact, at one point when we were talking about parrots and other beautiful tropical birds i said 'erotic' instead of 'exotic' and she looked at me like i don't know what. I could have died right there on the spot.
She didn't hate me because we still went to prom. But it was kind of dreadful. Mom gave me the wonderful encouragement of "she picked you because you're a safe date" (which is true but not actually encouraging coming from Mom) and the brilliant advice of "she asked you so you don't have to pay for anything."
I drove to her house and then her mom dropped us off at her friends house so we could all go to dinner. When her mom had to insist that she bring some money, the butterflies in my stomach started convulsing. Nowadays, in that kind of situation, i'd have thought to communicate to her that i had not a dime. But back then, i was paralyzed with fear and communicated not.
If erotic parrots were embarrassing, sitting at the table in an expensive restaurant i've never been in, with a bunch of people i've never met, waiting for Chandre and all her friends to realize i don't have any money after the check had arrived... was excruciating. Seriously, it took like 30 seconds of everyone looking at me then at Chandre then at me to understand that i was not paying the bill because i was not the one who invited anyone to prom. And the transformation on her face when she realized that we weren't exactly going dutch was worse than the i-don't-know-what look i got for the parrots.
That pretty much settled things for the rest of the night. She was too frustrated to even finish a dance with me. Have to admit i was not an ok dancer. And while returning home with her on the bus i had a coughing fit that lasted like 20 minutes. ugh.
The next year i went to my school's prom with a bunch of my best friends and a great lady who went to a different school. We danced our faces off til the early morning hours and i relished every minute of it!
What was your first date like?
hahaha!My first date was with a person named Chandre (Shaun-dra) in high school. I was in eleventh grade and she was a senior from a different school; we worked together at the local Shop n Save. I was shocked when she asked me to go to prom with her, but i was really happy too.
Before prom we went on a date to make sure we didn't hate each other; panera bread to talk for a little while and then the movies. I think we saw Analyze This with Robert De Niro and Billy Crystal. I've seen this movie twice and the part i remember most is De Niro singing "I feel pretty, oh so pretty, i feel pretty, and witty and briiiigggghhht!" hahaha! so awesome =) What i remember most about seeing the movie with her was being nervous. In fact, at one point when we were talking about parrots and other beautiful tropical birds i said 'erotic' instead of 'exotic' and she looked at me like i don't know what. I could have died right there on the spot.
She didn't hate me because we still went to prom. But it was kind of dreadful. Mom gave me the wonderful encouragement of "she picked you because you're a safe date" (which is true but not actually encouraging coming from Mom) and the brilliant advice of "she asked you so you don't have to pay for anything."
I drove to her house and then her mom dropped us off at her friends house so we could all go to dinner. When her mom had to insist that she bring some money, the butterflies in my stomach started convulsing. Nowadays, in that kind of situation, i'd have thought to communicate to her that i had not a dime. But back then, i was paralyzed with fear and communicated not.
If erotic parrots were embarrassing, sitting at the table in an expensive restaurant i've never been in, with a bunch of people i've never met, waiting for Chandre and all her friends to realize i don't have any money after the check had arrived... was excruciating. Seriously, it took like 30 seconds of everyone looking at me then at Chandre then at me to understand that i was not paying the bill because i was not the one who invited anyone to prom. And the transformation on her face when she realized that we weren't exactly going dutch was worse than the i-don't-know-what look i got for the parrots.
That pretty much settled things for the rest of the night. She was too frustrated to even finish a dance with me. Have to admit i was not an ok dancer. And while returning home with her on the bus i had a coughing fit that lasted like 20 minutes. ugh.
The next year i went to my school's prom with a bunch of my best friends and a great lady who went to a different school. We danced our faces off til the early morning hours and i relished every minute of it!
What was your first date like?
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We never "dated", my good mother put a stop to that. 
