Everyone knows girls can be crazy at times, especially at the end of the school year when finals are done and their free spirits are just waiting to be released. Last night was just such a night for me and the girls in my pod. Before attending the midnight breakfast, we made a pact to look hot, number one, and all kiss a guy at some point during the night. The only two stipulations were that the guy could not be black (nothing racist) and could not be an ex-boyfriend. I protested the second and won leaving me with the option of kissing DD. Over the course of the night I saw DD a couple times---we talked but I never had the nerve to propose the pact. Basically I wussed out. Upon returning to my room I decided to call his cell and leave a message, but of course he answered leaving me the option of sucking it up and asking him. I basically told him about the pact and said that we were just calling guys and proposing a kiss...he goes, 'so you want me to give you a kiss' and I said 'yes, that's what I am asking. meet me on Scott Field in 5.' Ridiculous I know. After spending a couple minutes out there with no sign of him, I decided to socialize with some other people outside because I felt stupid just standing there. All of a sudden I saw the lone headlight of his motorcycle coming down the parking lot and thought, 'Oh God, what have I done?' He pulled up, I jumped on the back, and we drove off. After much discussion, we decided to go to the freshman parking lot...real good spot for this kind of thing. We ended up just talking for an hour because I felt so ridiculous about the whole situation. A couple times I just told him to kiss me, but he refused saying that it was my job. He seemed to enjoy the fact that I was out of my element. Over the course of the hour, we also danced under the street light while he sang. It was really cute, I'm not going to lie!!! And he just had to again comment on how much he liked my hair, which was in pig-tails. AAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!! Finally when he realized that I was going to need alittle more prodding, he said that he had to get back so he could study. I said alright, and we both leaned in, and there you have it. It was nothing big, but the whole situation is really really funny to look back on now.
Oh but the night was not over. DD dropped me off at my dorm for me only to find 3 of Pam's guy friends at our window talking with her and a couple other girls. They knew about the pact as well and later on in the conversation they mentioned that I should kiss the single one of the group, that being HAHN. Now it must be mentioned that I do not know this guy at all. He lives upstairs and I have been convinced for weeks that he is related to Mr. Hahn of Linkin' Park, but other than that, I don't know anything about him. For whatever reason, we agreed to kiss under the watchful eyes of the girls and guys around us. Ridiculous. I know. We kissed once--quick, no big deal, casual but DIRTY was not able to get a picture which she demanded. We had to go through the process two more times before she actually was able to capture the Kodak moment on camera. Yeah, so I sound like a tramp. I'm not, I'm not. Everything was completely innocent; no funny business whatsoever. This semester has just been filled with all kinds of crazy times like this. 20 years from now, I will look back and laugh at all of these antics....nothing like creating memories.
Today, Z , GIPPER, and I rode the metro around St. Louis and had a great time. Why is it that the very last week of my college career, I discover something as cool, fun, and easy as the metro. This would have been a great discovery 3 years ago!
