Drank like… 5 bottles of girly-beer in an hour and a half
Promise Holly I’d never hurt her intentionally cause of Peter…
Puked/Passed Out
2 hours later wake up, brush teeth and…
fool around a little more with Peter (still no s.e.x)
Deny it happens to Holly who wakes up
Watch movies
Sleep
Wake up, Deny it again! (Technically I was telling the truth. Nobody had *sex* last night)

Yey and shit.

Heh, either way, it was a fun and interesting night.

There are moments I have come to realize in your life when things can take a different turn drastically.

Last night was one of those moments.

First, I probably drank way more then I usually do. 2 Shots of Jose Quervo, Some Orange Juice/Vodka/Jose, OJ/Jose, Code Red/Jose and a bit of Peter’s Pepsi/Vodka/Jose.

Second, I also did more… far more… yeah…

That whole skipping bases thing… yeah. I mean, it’s great and all, and a bit terrifying. I had… no idea what I was doing, and my roommate who had been in love with the boy I was making out with was in her bed next to me. Granted, she had Mike with her and they weren’t be exactly innocent… but… yeah…

I was like… freaking out in a few ways… plus, I have no idea what this means between Peter and I… Blarrgggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Maybe the fact that I completely didn’t expect that didn’t help…

So… confuuussseedddd!!!! ARGHHH!!!!!!

But yeah. First Peter tells me he *did* have a small crush on me, (and I’ve come to realize, he really *doesn’t* like it when I hit on other guys in front of him…), to being like… god… I was saying something about hitting on other people, and he said you can’t cause you’re mine, which I replied with only if that makes you mine and he said ok.

Then all that happened.

And then we woke up today and I had to go shower and by the time I got out, Peter was gone and I had to leave for my flight.

This naturally, confuses the hell out of me, because the action itself is Peter-like. He never stays after he wakes up and he did say he had to go early. Plus I don’t think he was getting much sleep since I was being figity since I was wide awake….

I just don’t know if last night was… a start, an event which occured because we’d been drinking (even though I’m pretty sure Peter was about as sober as I was, which was pretty damn sober. Especially by like… 4…)

And now I’m in Maine.

Did I mention the hickeys? Yep. 2 of them. On my neck. Bastard, I have to wear sweatshirts to cover the higher one. (Damn it, those get hot right now!)

Peter’s evil. He knew what he was doing to me too… “Well, at least now you’ll have something to think about on the flight.” were his exact words.

I have…like 75/25 faith in that what happened last night wasn’t due to drinking. First, Holly’s literally thrown herself on and at Peter while they were both drunk before and nothing happened. Plus, like I said, I was sober-ish and Peter really didn’t seem all that drunk. My only doubts are in that we *had* been drinking obviously, and that he’s slept with someone (third with me remember) before while they were both drunk. But tension before that and all…

Altogether, it really just leaves me completely confused and wondering what the hell it means for me in the future.

I shouldn’t even get into like… the fact that I probably can’t kiss or anything… God dammit, I was nervous and hadn’t expected that!!!

And to think, I wanted more interesting things to happen in my life.

Guess I got that wish.

Not to mention that I had told Holly I wouldn’t do anything with Peter unless she was happy with someone… god… need to talk to her about that….

Peter better have at least one hickey.