Here is my recollection of the best night of my life^^

 . . . And then the unbelievable occurred, I spun that thick, cloudy Sobe bottle, and struck gold. But this gold hangs just out of my grasp. For my senses fail me as surely as my courage. The only Dare I want to ask you, “Will you kiss me?”, and I just can’t seem to act, I even become embarrassed. Manny is probably reading my mind, as he begins into some weird game of charades, But whether his topic is even kissing, I really cannot tell. About now, you stand up, and head off to do something. Disappointment, and an iota of relief flood my system in equal amounts, for surely, I need not be too disappointed, she will be back right?

Victoria is the only one who seems to see my dilemma in the new, condensed group. You may have left to spare me the shame I caused by losing my wits, I do not know. But Victoria begins to steady me in your absence, till I synchronize and latch on to her voice;

  Leg stops twitching, breath steadies, face cools, palms soon follow suit, and I am left with only regret, overlaid by laughter. Back into mindless socializing and games. . .

  . . . But then, later, dreams do show themselves as prophetic I just wasn’t able to expect it. Someone calls out for our “group” dare, “Kiss him”.

For whatever reason, I am standing, or fiddling with something at the time. All I can think is “no way, they can really read my mind, you say something to the effect of, “can’t do that while he is standing” and, within those words I felt acceptance, and entered into a daze. “Here I stand, preparing for what seems like my life’s goal’s realization, I am ‘crossing the Rubicon’, no going back, and I couldn’t be happier.

  I take a seat, turn my head, and hold on for dear life, and thus my happiest moment comes to pass, and by the way, primary taste at the time: the energy drink, very tart, very nice. And thus, sweet success, I hear “aw so sweet” and other sympathetic murmurs, but all I think  is, this is the true first kiss, this is what I have dreamt of for all these years, but now the dreams have a face, and what a lovely face it is.

  Its been a while now, and every kiss has been sweet, I felt a decline in mistakes, but nothing beat that first kiss, it was an “awakening” one of those moments where blushing is the only justifiable reaction, and if you figured out what laconic meant, that applies too, thank you, now and forever, you bring out the best in me, and quell the worst with your exuberance.