so it went like this. last friday at school during lesson, some friends and I decided to play truth or dare. Although stupid, it went fairly well, and i found out some things i never knew about my friends. then it was my turn. Not comfortable with telling other people my secrets, i went for dare. the guys thought for a moment, then smirked. Well i assumed he smirked, cause he was looking at me in a evil way, and i instantly knew i would hate whatever ******** dare he would give me.
The dare was: To wear a dress and then flirt with a total stranger
@#$%^&%$#@#$#!!!!!! To say i was shocked and...surprised was an understatement. I was beyond mad. But then I was...CONVINCED to wear it. I HAD TO. THEY WERE BLACKMAILING ME!!!
So the next day (today), I went over to a friend of mine EARLY in the morning (IT'S A ******** SATURDAY) and got forced into a dress. WITH LACE. *cough* and the shirt was so....clingy and uncomfortable. the worse part was i had to wear this pair of boots with heels. HEELS FOR ******** SAKE. HEELS. AND it's summer! Not exactly the best time for boots. and yeah. I would have taken a picture (i looked so ridiculous) but i didn't bring my camera. and well...i was half dead after an hour of walking. the heels were killing me...
although it wasn't was my first time wearing a dress, i would've preferred it if my friend gave me a set of clothes that were more punkish. you know, the stuff that goes with eyeliner...speaking of eyeliner, they put make up on me. blush, eye shadow, and lipstick!!! the whole thing. I'm not a ******** GIRL!!!! *screams*
i SWEAR people were looking at me. laughing. I WAS SO ******** HUMILIATED!!! my pride...disappeared. they'll be at me for WEEKS. if only i hadn't chosen dare that day...
and DON'T even get me started on the other part of the dare. i mean seriously, FLIRT?! with STRANGERS?! not only that, it also has to be a guy!!! goddamn it!! so yeah, in order not to get accused of sexual harrassment, i chose a guy that came from overseas. he had an american accent....and well i walked up to the guy with my friends smirking at me and conversed with him. The funny thing was, he never figured out i was a boy! Or maybe he had, and hadn't mentioned it. or maybe he was gay. but either way i found out he was from canada (he had an AMERICAN accent) and was here on holiday for 2 weeks. he wouldn't tell me his age...but he looked around...i dunno, 20? and yeah. we exchanged emails XD wait wait. I'M NOT HAPPY!!!! I'M A GUY!!! I DON'T FLIRT WITH GUYS yet
******** writer's block >.<
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