What can you remember about your first girlfriend story?

I remember the smell was very distinct. It was stronger than regular cannabis. And the taste was also different, more concentrated. The whole process of preparing the dab and then taking it was quite nerve - wracking as it was new to me.

I remember that my first diaper poop was a rather chaotic event. My parents were new to this whole parenting thing. When it happened, they fumbled around a bit, trying to find the clean diapers and wipes. But they managed to clean me up. It was a bit stinky, but it was also a sign that I was a healthy baby. And as time went on, they became more and more proficient at dealing with diaper changes.

I can remember the sense of excitement. I had been waiting for my turn on the swing for a while, and when it finally came, I couldn't wait to start. The moment I started swinging, I felt this rush of energy.

I remember that it was a very shy kiss. It was with a boy I had a crush on for a long time. We were in his room, and there was a bit of awkwardness at first. But when our lips touched, it was like all the nervousness melted away. It was just a simple peck, but it meant the world to me at that moment.

I remember it was a white pussy (cat). It came into my yard one day. I was so excited to see it. I gave it some milk, and it drank it quickly. After that, it stayed in the yard for a while, exploring and playing with some leaves. It was a simple but memorable encounter.

I remember the excitement of getting my first phone. It was a basic model with a monochrome screen. I used it to make my first independent calls and it felt really cool.

I remember the excitement. I had seen hot dogs on TV before, and when I finally got to have one, it was like a dream come true. It was a simple hot dog with a bun and some sauce, but it tasted amazing.

I remember on my first day of high school feeling like a fish out of water. I was so used to my small middle school. The hallways were crowded. I remember seeing the seniors looking so cool and confident. My first class was English. I was worried about making a good impression. But the teacher was really nice and made me feel at ease. I also made a new friend during lunch. We found out we both liked the same books.

I remember the butterflies in my stomach the most. It was a really nerve - wracking experience, but also very exciting.

Well, this is a rather private matter. Everyone's experience in a relationship is unique and should be respected, so I don't think it's appropriate to share such a story.