The first date I ever went on was over spring break 2005. This one girl in my algebraic structures class was really pretty and damn smart, which I find incredibly attractive - when a girl is better at me than something intellectual (in this case, high level mathematics [and boy was she amazing, maybe the smartest girl I'll ever know]), oh man, that really really does it for me.
Anyway, I had asked her out for Valentine's, but I did it sort of last-minute (three days prior) and she already had plans, but when I asked her a couple weeks later she said sure. I spent hours and hours memorizing all the things I wanted to do - pull her chair out for her, pick a nice place to eat, et cetera - and agonizing over what I'd wear. And for the most part, it worked - we had a great time, conversing the whole dinner. I had meant to pick her up but we ended up meeting there seperately. I had wanted to take her for a walk in the park or something afterwards but she was heading off. I walked her to her car and she invited me to a party next Tuesday. I told her I might be busy but that I'd get back to her. As she drove off and I walked back to my car I had a skip in my step and a song in my heart. I had never felt so good. As I was driving back up to my place, I remembered - I had got a postcard I meant to give her! So what I did was, I wrote her a note on the back, saying what a good time I'd had, and how I'd like to see her again, and drove to her apartment and taped it to her door. I thought this would be cute, or dare to dream, romantic.
Apparantly it was not, because she never called me back about that party, and generally turned from warm and friendly to chilly and unreceptive and kind of evasive. It was very awkward for the rest of the school year, but for those forty-eight hours that I thought I had taken the first steps down lover's lane, I felt unstoppable, in the greatest of moods, king of the world. Never have I felt such joy, such happiness. I want to feel that way again and never stop. No drug could ever make me feel that good, that accepted, like all my prayers and dreams had been fulfilled.