Our first kiss…December 23, 2005. 3 weeks after Steve asked me out (yes…I didn’t feel ready to kiss him until 3 weeks later). On a couch in my living room, staring at each other and it got really quiet. I just said, “You can kiss me now.” And he did. It was amazing. And I still get butterflies to this day.
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Yesterday I read an article in The Globe and Mail by Margaret Wente talking about what she learned in university, and that inspired Steve and I to start thinking about the things we learned.
While we can’t remember most of what we learned in class (What’s a demand curve again? Or that theory about that thing that happens in politics?), we did come up with a number of things we learned about life.
I got the best surprise today! I woke up, checked my email, and got an email that said: You have been selected for the Hunger Games.