A monday night out with Owen and Peck started off well. We got into derby and i was happy to be with friends. Heather was looking particularly nice in her little green number.
My night took off in Flares with Gill, the first person I have properly kissed. It was an experience, i lost all sence of time. It was only clouded by the fact that Owen said he paid her to kiss me. That made me feel so low. But at the same time I feel good about myself. It's a conflict of emotions.
The biggest down of the night was comming home alone, :(. It would have been nice for a few txt msgs to be left on my phone letting me know where people were and what they were doing.
Still, I might call Gill. If she was paid for then thanks, if not then i have a little more faith in myself.
I don't know waht to think right now. But at least i can look back on a special moment.