My very first date ever?
As far as I can remember, that was with Leanne. We hung out for a bit, walked around the estate, I think we bought some snacks, then I got bored and went home to play my Mega Drive instead.
I honestly have no idea. I never really put a lot of stock into this sort of thing so I wasn't paying attention at the time, I guess.
I posted a lengthy story of this before, but my first date wasn't really a date. This girl and I knew we liked each other and hung out in a somewhat large group. We kissed in a pool billiard within a bad neighborhood and later made out in the back seat of my friend's car. This was in 1999, I believe.
But as for something officially planned? I don't know. I always sort of fell into relationships. It wasn't until I was an adult where I actually set up a date, and that's because I used a crappy dating site. I think traditional dates are largely stupid and so are dating sites and apps. All you are doing most of the time is trying to hit a round peg into a square hole. Or a round peg into a square ho! HA!
Anyway, I find it to be more natural if you let relationships occur more organically. I get that it isn't impossible to use a dating app or whatever to get something special, but all of the times I tried (and even succeeded) there was always this air of awkwardness and just general bad vibes. Now, for those of you who are about to use social anxiety or something as an excuse to not try, most of the times I got into my most meaningful relationships that happened organically I was always in a weird, bad spot in life. I didn't have a good head on my shoulders. I wasn't confident. Only one of those times I would have considered myself attractive. I am actually at my most unattractive state I have ever been in, but I am in the longest, most meaningful relationship I have ever been that's edging on half a decade now.
Crap, I wrote I newsletter again. Here's an unrelated gif.
I don't think I actually remember. The first actual proper one I remember was going to watch Snakes on a Plane (for the second time). What a time to be alive.
The first with my current partner was mainly interesting because I choked on the steak and almost passed out to a lonely death by asphyxiation in the restaurant bathroom.
there was a picture here