watta wikend

I hope this week would be over soon. This week is such a disaster. I have dated a guy at a wrong place at a wrong time. I couldn't say that I have made a very strong impression at him. How I wish I can turn back time and correct the mistakes I've made. Anyway, I have learned a lot of things this week.

First, I have learned that being a bottom takes more than courage than being top. I hookep up with this guy who is 21 years of age. I don't want to hook up with someone older than me, I have heard a lot of comments here than being bottom takes a lot of courage. It does, let me tell you. First is the unbearable pain. Gawd. I felt so sorry with that guy. We didn't even made it. The moment he was about to get in, I can't bear with the pain, its like I have a constipation or something. It was like the first time I have felt a pain like that. Not a wonderful feeling though. When I gave him my first ever oral, he said that I didn't know how to do it. Gawd. What a comment. I don't know what he had said such a word that I don't know how to give an oral. Anyway I saw on his face that he was somewhat in pain while I was doing it. I just wonder why I didnt feel the same when others do it to me. I just love it when they do it and why is it that I can't feel the same?

Second, dining etiquette. I have dated another guy this week. I felt awkward while eating. I can't even remember which hand is supposed to hold the knife and the fork. It was not a fine dining though but if someone is there, it was such a disaster. I don't know if I have made a good impression but I haven't heard from him after that.

Third. I have this another guy (yes, another guy!) and we went to this comedy bar. I didn't have much fun. He has to go home early. Gawd.

Whatta week. I was almost there with this cute guy and I fucked it up. I was almost there with this nice guy and having dinner and I fucked it up. I was there with this guy and I didn't even know the word "fun."