Gah, note to self: don’t ever play Truth or Dare with little girls.
Especially when they start asking questions surrounding those of the opposite sex.
Round 1 – TRUTH: Please give the names of five of your friends…. that are guys.
No issues there. Just gave the first five names that popped in my head.
Round 2 – TRUTH: Have you ever kissed someone that’s not in your family…. on the lips?
Well, we were in church and I wasn’t going to lie. Of course, my answer just got one of the teens on my back saying I was ‘hard-KORE’ (yes, with a ‘K’ coz apparently that’s even more hardcore than spelt with a ‘C’… lol, seriously??). I really wanted to say, “No, I’m not hardcore. I was stupid. Young, naive and foolish. Please don’t follow my example!” But instead, I just shook my head, rolled my eyes and changed the topic.
Round 3 – DARE: I dare you to tell me the name of the person you kissed on the lips.
Ah, NO. I thought I had got out of that line of questioning and protested that the Dare was really just a Truth in disguise. No it’s not, they say and they tried guessing to see if it was one of the guys I’d given as an answer in the first question. I was pleasantly surprised (and relieved) to realise that the silly boy wasn’t part of the list. That didn’t stop them from bugging me until it was home time though BUT I held my ground haha.
Even thought it was only a few years ago, I feel like so much growing up has happened that I could really classify that crazy period in my life as when I was ‘young, naive and foolish’. ’Young’ coz I had next to no experience in romance (and I thought it was a good thing – still do in some respects). ’Naive’ because I thought I knew what I was getting myself into. ’Foolish’ to believe it was a love that would last the distance.
If I could retain the benefits of hindsight and go back in time, things would have turned out very differently. I would have protected my heart as I did faithfully the years previously and acted accordingly. But that can’t be done. The past is in the past. What I am now though is older, wiser and more in tune with what is real and what’s just wishful thinking.
And I think this is the last I want to ever write about on the topic. I feel like I’m a broken record when it comes to that period of my life. There’s been so many other lessons learnt since then… time to march on ahead to bigger and brighter things :D.
Hopefully the little girls will have forgotten about it by next week…
– Ames –