Blast From the Past

A while back, I did a little meme about firsts. First car, first grade teacher, first kiss. All very cool. Until I named my first kiss, and he found me!!! But he didn't say it was him, and didn't out me. He just said enough that I knew he knew it was someone in our grade 6 class (18 people in that class, huge for the private school we went to ). I freaked out, added the no anonymous posts, the validation letters, and moved on. About a week later, I removed all my paranoid security measures, and it's all been fine.

So . . . on Facebook (yes, that's still where I've been, plus the end of school/work for the summer, and a whole lotta decorating work), I looked him up. And sent him a message saying "are you the Mr X who went to private school?". To which he replied "Yep. I stumbled onto your blog a few months ago, and saw my name in the "first kiss" section. I gave it some thought and figured out it was you.I sent an email to you, but I think you ignored it.How are you, hope all is good." Honestly, I don't recall any e-mail. Unless he sent it anonymously, which would have freaked me out even more (and Weasley is laughing his ass off right now, saying "yep, high strung").


Life is funny. And I feel totally like a nerd at the moment. Well, more than usual. So, I put in a friend request. I wonder if he'll add me?