Dada came today and he was like he wants to do it with me. We are still too young, I'm just 16 and he 17, so why the hurry and what if he doesn't marry me? Sex means a lot to me and I don't just mean its sacred nature but also the dignity issue involved in it. I'm no feminist but I just can't imagine a guy humping and grunting on me only for us to break up at the end of the day with my dignity shattered totally. Eeeeew!
I was actually impressed when he said it. I don't like shy guys. I like guys that say what they want upfront.
Okay, so its not as if I don't want to do it with him too(who am I kidding?!Its not as if he's ever gonna see this diary anyways)Okay so thats a big lie, I actually don't want to do anything with him because I feel totally nothing when we are kissing. All I just think of is the amount of spit I'm guzzling into my system. As if that's not bad enough he went to the chest area today. 'Oh Boy! Please just stop, this is not cool', but I really couldn't say it out loud. The thing with me is that I am too much of a people pleaser even to my own detriment. Well, miss nice gal or not, I'm gonna make sure this is the first and the last time he goes below my face.
My lips still hurts from his teeth marks. Mummy saw it today and asked why my lips were swollen, and I said to myself,' You really don't want to know'. 'Nothing', I replied and quickly ran to my room before she notices the two missing buttons of my blouse.
Mothers!They are so clueless!