Juniors in general Reviews

I met him through friends. We spent three days kissing until I thought my lips would bleed. We'd sit there saying nothing imparticular but smiling far too much and when we did sneak a few minutes alone my heart felt like it would explode. Given that he was quite shy and blonde and everything I'm not basically, it all came as a bit of a surprise. ...  Read the complete review

Imagine dancing on the largest stage in the north of England. Then imagine performing the same solo a week later on a stage the size of a shoe box. Welcome to the world of dancing festivals. The word "festival" is a bit misleading here - it has positive, pleasant connotations when really in this usage it's referring to ...  Read the complete review

First Love. Hmmm. A long time ago now… It was 1986 when I met Patrick. He was at the next school I would be going to, a year above me. I was going there to study my A-levels for two years. Although I’d had boyfriends before, Patrick was special. He was tall, dark and handsome. He was sporty, well-liked and ...  Read the complete review

The opening lines of Nancy A. Collins' short story "Thin Walls" read thus..."There are some personal milestones that have a way of cementing themselves to your gray matter. One of these is your very first apartment." What she doesn't say is what the others are. First love must be among them. The first time ...  Read the complete review

A young girl sits cross-legged in front of a television. Images of ballet dancers flash across the screen, she pauses for a moment and stands up to switch off the television set. As she presses the big black plastic button on the front of the wood effect box, an idea becomes set in stone. Perversely the images that raced across the ...  Read the complete review

A dear friend of mine here on DooYoo asked me, no, told me, no, bombarded me with messages asking me to write about my first love and after many hours (and days) of pondering I'm no closer to inspiration. Feeling rather melancholy today and nostalgic for happier times I thought I'd just sit down here and write what I think as I remember ...  Read the complete review

Hello, I use Dooyoo as a tool of my own introspection and right now I am going through a very nasty divorce and have pondered "love" quite heavily. I am forced to think about all the love lost in my life, and wonder what I did wrong. Unfortunately Englisch is a very lacking language when it comes to love, linguistically we are quite ...  Read the complete review

Memories.......like the corners of my mind..........dusty water colour memories......la de da de da de da etc... Cupid first practised his bowmanship on me at the age of about twelve, (I know, I was a bit of a late starter) Alison McMillan was her name and she broke my heart, (and my bike now that I come to think of ...  Read the complete review

In common with the fathers of many teenage girls, my dad was determined that I would reach a ripe old age and die in a state of chastity, or at least that’s how it seemed to me at the time. Ironically, he was also responsible for any success I had in attracting the opposite sex. I needn’t have wasted my time making up my face, parading ...  Read the complete review

WHAT IS LOVE IF FULL OF CARE THERE IS NOT TIME TO BE AWARE! Oh hello! I forgot that I wasn’t alone for a moment. Do excuse the poetic licence of the little verse above. It is Malu, you see, she challenged me to one of these first love opinions and it really has my brain whirring! Those of you that ...  Read the complete review

It has been good reading the ops on this subject of MALU's. I thought I would have a problem with this one as I was not a happy teenager and any first loves are lost in the memories of this time; all jumbled up in a cupboard in my mind I rarely open. However, I was able to make up for it later too many times for my own good. :-) ...  Read the complete review

First love! Took me a while of thinking what to write about first love. What is love? Well my first loves were probably my animals. When I was a child I would often be found sitting with the chickens or with the rabbit. I would take my rabbits for walks in the dolls pram had a chicken I was rather fond of I believe we ate it ...  Read the complete review

It was September when we first met. She told me afterwards that she'd noticed me straight away, before I even saw her. Well, she didn't have much choice, I suppose, she was sitting right behind me, you see. She told me that she'd hated me that first time she'd seen me. She was eaten up with jealousy because I was sitting there, ...  Read the complete review

There was a day, many years ago, when had Alf stared out of the window and through bleary eyes and condensation spotted a small pied wagtail that had graced the garden for the last couple of weeks. The bird bobbed, tail wagging, and pecked at the ground collecting the crumbs from the grass. The beautiful dark feathers reminded him of the hair of ...  Read the complete review

As promted by MALU, I'm forthwith embarrassing myself by telling the tale of my first and amazingly my current love, hopefully minus the bits too sloppy and/or gory. If this all ends up reading like a pile of bollocks, remember, it was NOT my idea!!! Are we ready children and are we all sitting comfortably??? Then let jackanory ...  Read the complete review

I've pondered this for the last two days. You see, I love alot. If I love something, I love it passionately. Over the years, that's equalled a whole lotta lovin'! When this topic first came up, I knew straight away what I wanted to say, the incident that has brought a smile to my face over the years, but I didn't think it was ...  Read the complete review

First love begs a definition before you can write much more. So what's the definition of love? Is it the racing pulse and sweating that happens when you find yourself attracted to someone else or something more fundamental than that? What about love as opposed to being in love? I seem to remember debates raging about the difference between ...  Read the complete review

I reckon I must have fallen in love for the first time about 14 times before I learnt that it could be spelled any other way but 'No, I don't want to go out with you.' The very first first love was while I was still at primary school, and had a classmate who was, even to my young eye, truly beautiful. Naturally, there was no ...  Read the complete review

First love.... ah, there is nothing quite like it. The dream is created in the media and on the cinema screen, the two strangers destined to meet, their eyes meeting across a crowded, smoky room, the spark of electricity as the connection is made, the rush of adrenaline, the hairs standing up on the back of your neck, and then the crowds part and ...  Read the complete review

No doubt, we live in a technical, dehumanised world, but there will always be people who shower each other with flowers, run after heart-shaped butterflies and confess their deep-felt devotion in the smooth company of moon light. What makes them behave like fools? The first fool in this world was Adam who, because of his loneliness ...  Read the complete review