So this past weekend was Midsummers. To be honest, I wasn’t expecting much out of it; I didn’t even know if I wanted to drink. All I knew was that I was gonna go with the flow. I sorta wanted to kiss someone. As I always say though, “Amazing uncanny shit always happens when I’m drunk.” It’s safe to say, it’s true. So it all began Friday nite: the pre-game at Christine’s. I remember early on in the nite, Connie was telling me about how a friend of hers wanted to introduce me to someone. Turns out this friend was Stephanie Tso (who I just met that nite) and her friend was the guy who arrived with her—I didn’t know at the time he was the guy Connie was talking about. He wasn’t really my type, but I thought he looked okay. He looked too filipino…and too gay. I told Eclair—before knowing that was the guy—that I was gonna kiss him by the end of the nite. I sorta was joking, but Eclair and Stephanie kept trying to push us together—thank goodness for Richard’s cock-blocking! Eventually with more “liquid confidence,” I became loose enough to talk to him later at 1815. We talked about the shit we’ve been through. Apparently he’s the treasurer of FCA at GMU (always someone in a power position/treasurer sigh). Somewhere along the lines when we made eye contact, I moved in for a kiss. Not really sure why I did it though; I’m surprised I took the initiative.Throughout the nite, I counted a total of 5 kisses, with only one actually being more than a peck. I kept pulling back because I didn’t feel anything; it was like kissing a girl. Was it because I didn’t like him? Was it because I had someone else on my mind? Or was it because something else? My reasoning behind this conundrum was because I associate kissing to have a significance. I feel like I’d only feel anything if that person actually meant something to me. I barely knew this guy. It just felt nice that our lips touched, nothing more. I’m not really sure what I’m saying. What came out positively from this nite though was that this was the first time I kissed someone in public: Eclair, Connie, and Stephanie were all witnesses. It felt like I was free. So in the end, I’m not really sure if I can just hookup with people. Maybe I have to find a guy somewhat attractive? But as usual, I’ll just go with the flow. I’m tired of always caring about everyone else. I want someone who genuinely cares about me and will treat me like a prince in a sense. I’m still on the hunt for my ever elusive Prince Charming.Kissed 3 guys total…still no cigar, but hopefully the 3rd guy I date will finally be the right one: third time’s a charm!