Win Goodbye First Love tickets and goodies!

Her name was Sheila Kelly. She was a woman of eight and I was a wean of seven. God it was intense .. secretive excursions from primary school to the chippie. Then she chucked me when I got my hair cut. Still devastated :-(

Elijah Wood, but only ever really as Frodo in 'The Lord of the Rings'. Something about his big blue eyes, curly brown hair, and massive hairy feet really did it for me apparently... and his cape was cute.

My first crush was short-lived Cuban pop sensation Martika. My brother and sister had the 7" vinyl single of her cover of "I Feel the Earth Move" (I wouldn't hear Carole King's original until years later...).

There she was, pouting and posing on the cover of the single. I remember sneaking the single into my room, putting it on the bed and taking a photo of it with my fairly crappy camera, so that when I got the photo processed I could look at her whenever I wanted.

I was seven.

My first love was Peter from my class. We were both aged 13. He had gorgeous brown curly hair and the deepest pair of blue eyes I have ever seen. Know it's a cliche but you could drown in those eyes. Me? I was geeky and the class swot so my love was unrequited.He used to just look at me and I would become a gibbering wreck. We did have one date to a school disco where we danced to Morrissey and James. He walked me home and kissed me. Didn't wash that cheek for a week. I was sure we were going to get married but as usual when we left school we went our separate ways so I don't know what he's up too. First love though so dramatic and energising. Every time I play The Smiths, "There Is A Light That Will Never Go Out" I think of the beautiful manboy he was. Happy and cringing memories :)

The first man I ever loved was my father - daddy's little girl. He was my best friend. He taught me everything, how to swim, how to ride a bike, how to see everything that is good in the world. Most importantly he taught me that nothing is impossible, and that I can achieve anything that I want. He died six years ago, when I was thirteen, but because of him I know that one day I will change the world, and I'll always remember that everything good I do is because of the person he was. I will never have another love like him.

The best thing about my first love is that I'm still with him. Although that might change this year. I hope not, the world is so much more meaning full and colourful since I found him. That's the thing with first loves they change your entire outlook on life, on how you see people and the rest of the world. It's mad and rushed and full laughter. It's the best feeling.

My first love - if you could really call it that started after a boy in my class blindsided me on msn with the terrifying 'who do you fancy?' before, after a short silent yet month long pause, typed 'because i fancy you'.

What can you do in these situations, a younger, more audacious me took the plunge and we started dating, for ages (at least, ages for early teens).

It was an education for me, the awkward boyish type with a tun of boy-friends, but never a boyfriend, though as soon as we spent some time together and the seed having been planted in my head, what started out as a little dishonest gamble became something I will never, ever forget. Even after the tumultuous on-off relationship dissolved, badly, there's still so much passion and experimentation to be had as an adolescent that I find it slightly awkward to talk about him, and in truth, I'll never forget (and secretly treasure) some of the moments we shared.

My first love is Lauren. We recently broke up and I need her back. However, she wants nothing more to do with me. I had a crush on her since I was 13, I eventually asked her out when I was 15, we went out for a year and a half and now we have separated. She's the most amazing person I know. She is funny, beautiful and smart. I hope I will eventually win her back.

Mines was Atreyu from the Neverending Story. As a child, I went through a period of watching the film everyday for months on months. I thought Atreyu was amazing, so brave. I always remember being so devestated all because Atreyu was devestated when Artax died. I remember daydreaming about riding on the back of Valcor with Atreyu and being secretly jealous of the Empress because she got to be next to him. Even watching the film now gives me goosebumps when I see him trying to save the day. Good memories. :)

My first love was John Travolta in Grease. Around the time I was 8 or 9, I remember spending a day at my grandparents house.... they left me alone at the computer while they were cooking dinner and nearly died when they found me printing out nearly 100 pages worth of coloured photos of John Travolta. Mind you ,this was a time when the internet and printing in colour were still a bit of a novelty.

Watched that film everyday when I cam home from school for nearly a year.

Primary 2, his name was Graham. We kissed under his jacket, because obviously then nobody would see. We informed our parents and teachers that we were going to get married. We didn't get married and it's doubtful we will.

My first love was Liam in primary school. All the way from Primary 1 - Primary 7. I never told him I loved him but made it very obvious by asking him to teach me how to play chess, taking up an interest in karate and joining his drama club. Basically, I attempted to creepily stalk his hobbies until he over looked my adolescent spotty face and chubby cheeks, but no such luck. I even cried once in front of Mrs Bright because he didn't like me, but pretended it was because I missed my mum.
It was the sort of love where I'd write his name in notebooks and draw our dream house.
The only real glimmer of shared emotion came on the last day of P7 when we stayed behind together - because we were both too scared to leave. We reassured each other we'd be okay at the big school but then never spoke again. (Besides on a few ocassions as teenagers, both drunk and awkward at parties and knowing the truth. Ugh.)

Some of these have really made us smile, and some of them have choked us up a bit. Whatever your story is, thank you for sharing it with us.

We'll announce the winner this afternoon.

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And the winner is....? :)

The winner of our competition this week is Sandra!

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