Tonight is probably going to be a very memorable evening. Cassie held a party. The guest list included:
me Mike P.
Lex Kris B.
Windy Dave S.
Well, the party had a bottle. For spin-the-bottle which led to Truth or Dare. In Spin-the-Bottle I picked:
Dave 3? times
Kris 1 time
Robbie! 1 time
After that in Truth-or-Dare I lip-locked twice. One time for 5 seconds and another for 10 seconds.
The first one was with Kris? I’m not sure! But, I do know the second was Robbie!!! Can you believe it? That makes a total of 3 times I kissed him!–But I’m not happy about any of them. They were meaningless. That’s what really sucks.
I wanted my first kiss to be w/ my boyfriend and having wanted to do them! I didn’t want them on a dare. Unfortunately I didn’t realize this until afterwards. So I wasted my first kiss. But it was dumb! The kiss. It felt… DUMB! So after those kisses I kinds wanted to french somebody. To see what that was like. To see if it was any better. Or I wanted to see if anybody was a better kisser. So after the game ended, I became depressed because I didn’t french anybody.
But the two lip-locks gave me a sort of… craving for more. I don’t know. I wish the game hadn’t ended. But I spent the rest of the night in depression which led to misery. I want to go out w/ someone so I can hug someone. Kiss someone… You know what’s really sad? I’ve kissed a guy and I’ve never hugged anyone.
Well I’m really depressed. I’m not even going to mention the dancing, for I danced only one more time than I lip-locked. Right know I look w/ extreme jealousy at the couples out there who kissed because they wanted to not because of a dare. I want to go out with someone.