My very first date, I didn't realize it was a date. I was really into this girl and told her I liked her and she said she liked me as well. But when I asked her out, she rejected me telling me that she had just gotten out of a serious relationship. We just stayed friends. One week, I asked her if she'd like to hang out on the weekend, like watch a movie (was one of the Batman movies) and she said yes. We ended up doing a bunch of stuff but our first thing was going to an aquarium and I paid for mine then walked off. She assumed I paid for hers as well which made me realize that she thought of this as a date. It was more than that, it was the way she acted about it. I don't know, I consider that my technically first date even though it was extremely awkward.

Another one I had, I asked a girl out on OkCupid and she said yes. I went to pick her up and had bowling and miniature golf in mind. She wasn't dressed for bowling so it was miniature golf instead. We played and it was fun but when it was over, I asked her if she'd like to go to X restaurant and she said no. She said she was hungry but couldn't provide any suggestions on where we could go so we ended up sitting on a bench trying to find something on Yelp until she finally got the idea to go to a Cuban restaurant. It was okay after that but having no suggestions and no where to go was extremely awkward.

Last story, I was talking to a girl on this app for sharing secrets, Whisper. She seemed cool and all and we agreed to go out to watch the most recent 300: Spartans movie, whatever it was called. Anyway, it was cool but then we decided it was late so we ended up going back to her place. She was a lot bigger in both sorts of sizes than I so I wasn't really physically attracted to her, but I still kept the date up in case she turned out having an attractive personality. Not really...she was kind of judgmental and had some other flaws. When I dropped her off and walked her to her front door, she gave me a big kiss on the lips and a bear hug. Then she asked if I wanted to come inside and enjoy some wine with her. I declined but thanked her and went on my way. I must have spit at least 30 times from my car on the way home before stopping to get water to wash away the feel of her lips on my mouth.