She was the new girl that year and I was immediately smitten. Swarthy skin, long black hair and dark eyes with such a spark in them… Of course, I had no conscious appreciation for such things it being thrid grade and all. The fact remains that my stomach got all fluttery when she’d look in… Continue reading Hump Day Crush: That First Valentine’s Day Heartbreak
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Hump Day Crush: Ten Years, Plus Another Five
May of this year marks fifteen years since my high school graduation. As anyone who even casually reads here knows, high school played a large role in setting the groundwork for who I am now. That all became very clear to me when the ten year mark was rolling around and I got involved in… Continue reading Hump Day Crush: Ten Years, Plus Another Five
Hump Day Crush: Those First Moments
That first time she walks in through the door and catches your eye. Maybe you’ve seen her before, she seems familiar, doesn’t she? Or maybe not. It makes no difference. This is the first time you’ve seen her quite… like… that. Perfection. Or at least as close as humanly possible. At least as far as… Continue reading Hump Day Crush: Those First Moments
Hump Day Crush: The Prom (Part V)
The trip up had been a little frustrating. Nerves were wracked while we prepared. The prom itself was lovely. The first night ended in a missed opportunity. The second day found that opportunity realized as I had my first real kiss. The weekend, as a whole, was fantastic. At the time, it was the best… Continue reading Hump Day Crush: The Prom (Part V)
Hump Day Crush: The Prom (Part IV)
June 5th of 1992 was by far one of the most insanely adventurous and potential-filled days of my life up to that point. I was hundreds of miles from home on a weekend-long double date that kicked off with a prom. They girl had asked me and things were going wonderfully. The night even wrapped… Continue reading Hump Day Crush: The Prom (Part IV)
Hump Day Crush: The Prom (Part III)
(Telling this story here seems to invite long-ish pauses. That’s a wee bit unfortunate, since it’s really not that long of a story. If you’ve forgotten, part one and part two, go back and read them.) As the dust from the stupefying trip up and the nerves of really meeting my date for the first… Continue reading Hump Day Crush: The Prom (Part III)
Hump Day Crush: The Prom (Part II)
I started this story a long time ago with every intention of finishing it up just days after the first part. Better late than never, right? The school year was 1991-92, my Junior year in high school. The year was near it’s end, the musical (Mame that year) and the Key Club NY District Convention… Continue reading Hump Day Crush: The Prom (Part II)