Truth or dare?

Last night was probably one of the most traumatic nights of my life. I went over T's house with two other guys, I don't really know them that well, but T does so. But anyway, after a while of trying to decide what to do, we decided to indulge in a game of truth or dare. I just wanna point out that these guys aren't good looking - like at all, not one bit. But by the end of the night I had been tea-bagged, cock slapped, motor boated and a whole lot of other things I don't even wanna think about. I honest to God think I'm scarred for life now. This morning I got outa there as fast as I could. Oh, and we were kinda drunk, it wasn't just a sober entertainment thing:L but still, ugh, I shudder thinking about it. T did some pretty bad stuff too mind. Meh, I'm sure we'll all laugh about it in a year or so. Although I don't think I can ever face the two guys ever again. I am going to crawl into my bed now until the embarrassment wears off... or just until tomorrow night when I have a party to go to. My summer better start improving soon, I've only got less than two weeks until I'm off to France, and I've only just come back from Portugal last Thursday so I really need to start socialising more while I have the time, I don't think spending all my time at T's house watching tv is doing much for my social standing. Better go start planning some stuff, chow for now.