What A night . .well last nite anyway . . .
Last night was GREEAT! I guess you can't really catch the sarcasm in that . . . I don't like drunk boys. I don't like DRUNK boys that are confused anyway when they are sober. But anyway . . .It's not every night that a boy continuously feels you up . .tells you that he wants to have sex with you DESPITE your continuously repetitiveness that you DON'T believe in premarital sex . . not EVEN a little bit, and then tells you that he loves you. AND you forget your taco bell, which was to be your dinner at your brother's apartment. Yeah . . . GREEAT night.