a year ago.

A year ago, on the 13th of February, I was an hour (plus) late for a date.

Our (and also my) first date (in my life)

I think I'll stop right here.

Because a high degree of guilt is an inborn trait of mine, that night, I became his girlfriend to compensate for making him wait for an hour (plus) at a McDonald's Drive Thru. (you can only make a sundae cone last so long)

JK.

But he did send me this

Also, a year ago, he requested for a blog post about our date.

I said okay but I never did get around to it. Because that is the sort of person I am.

I think I'll stop right here too.

Happy One Year my favourite person and best friend.