April 18, 1998 was a huge day in the teenage life of Amy. I was 15 and I officially had my first boyfriend. This Friday marks the 10 year anniversary of the beginning of my dating life. The date will always stand out in my mind not only because was it a huge deal at the time, it is also the anniversary of the San Francisco earthquake in 1906, which I was fascinated with for awhile. I also remember the date of my first kiss which came many months after my first boyfriend, 3 months after my 16th birthday on December 6th 1998. 98’ was a good year for me, man. Haha. Okay, so maybe I was slightly obsessed with dates at the time and now they are etched in my brain deeper then Rembrandts prints. I think there are some pivotal moments in your life you know nothing will ever be the same and 10 years ago I knew I couldn’t go back as I began that fatal down whirl spiral of dating. Since then, I have dated a good handful of amazing guys and have learned a lot about myself in the process, but seriously, if I have to do another 10 years of it I think I might not make it! So, to mark the anniversary, I am going to go see the movie Forgetting Sarah Marshall a stupid comedy that mocks dating at all of its ups and downs. I currently plan on attending the film…alone.
Me, in 1998 thinking I'm soooo rad:
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