True, but I try to sorta like a girl if I'm going to mess around with her.....Except for that one time. There's a girl in this show, and who has done a lot of other shows with me, I don't think you can see her too well in the video, but I'm sure she's in there somewhere. But she has/had a really creepy boyfriend, who can be seen in the video at 1:21, in the middle with the tight shirt, and they finally broke up earlier this year, and apparently she immedietly got a crush on me. And her best friend had a crush on MY best friend. So they asked us to the movies. And I was thinking "Awesome, Free movies!" So I went to my friend to make sure he was going, and he imformed we that they were planning on making us their boyfriends. Now, I wasn't really down with that, but I figured that I could at least get the girl to make out with me. You see, at this point, I hadn't had a girlfriend or kissed a girl in about 4 months, and I was tingling. So I said, "To hell with it!" That afternoon I went to her Myspace and tried to convince myself that she was attractive and I wouldn't regret this. But my little brother downstairs just wasn't reacting. But I sighed and told myself I'd do it anyways.
So that night we went to the movies and saw that ****ty "Accepted" movie. I was flirting to the nth degree. I would just look at her and giggle and she'd giggle and we'd just look and be ******ed like that. I'd sorta lean in my head, but not do anything. Finally I decided I needed to do this ****. So I leaned in to kiss her, and I felt her sorta moving her head back, and I was thinking "OH ****", but then she leaned in and we kissed. I smiled and I even held her hand. Then I went back in. And she recieved that kiss with no questions asked. And we made out (loudly) for the rest of the movie. I have no ****ing idea what happens in the end of "Accepted", for the record.
And so after the movie and the girls went to giggle in the bathroom, I went over to my bud and was like "Told ya I could do it." And he's like "Never doubted you." And then terror hit and I realized "**** WHAT HAVE I JUST DONE??" I kept away from her for the rest of the night until her parents picked her up, and only allowed her to kiss me on the cheek when she left. I was freaking out. Then she started to keep on calling me. Hell to the NO I was not picking that up. In fact, I kept my phone off for an entire week just so I wouldn't have to get her calls.
We saw each other the next Friday at rehearsal, where I politely hugged her and then proceeded to not talk to her for the rest of the night. In fact, I was flirting with a much hotter girl, someone I actually liked. She confronted me at the end of rehearsal about how she was sorry if she was freaking me out, and that she was happy that it happened. I agreeed with her, but in my head I'm thinking "Oh crap she's one of those makeout = boyfriend/girlfriend girls" I'm not that at all.
The icing came the next morning when at 7 in the morning, she called MY HOUSE. I was ****ing ASLEEP. What ensued was the most rediculous and awkward 10 minute call ever. It truly consisted of her saying hey, me saying hey, us laughing at random intravels, 3 minutes of pure silence, and then me saying "Well see you at practice."
I ignored her at practice again that afternoon. I hung out and was almost a little clingy to my female best friend. Not really trying to make her jealous and mad at me, but yeah, mostly that's what I was doing. The story of what had happened was starting to leak out to the general public, and I just deny, deny, deny (and still do to this day). I really didn't wanna let her down to her face, so that evening I left her message on Myspace (I love it!) that said that I was sorry that it had happened, that I think too friends had gotten caught up in the heat of the moment, and hadn't thought it all the way through.
And she bought it. The entire thing. So, I kept my (sorta) friend, and got a no-strings-attached night of make-out! Of course, karma was mad at me for being a horrible horrible person, and that's the last time I've kissed a girl. But I think it's letting me off the hook and I'm thinking I might get something soon. And plus, the girl I made out with is back together with her creepy boyfriend, and she told him what happened between me and her, and so he secretly hates me. So whenever I want to see hilarity ensue, I just talk to the make-out girl, and he flips his lid and starts acting like a ******ed 5 year old. Ah, immaturity.
I'll type some more stories if anyone wants to hear them I guess.
And "Make-out girl" can be seen out of focus at 45 seconds in, left side, on stage in the red shirt. Yup.
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