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[May, 1991] Truth or Dare: The School Bus Edition


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Thursday, May 30, 1991

Dear Journal,

I know this sounds weird, but I think I’m beginning to like Justin again! The smallest problem is that he likes this girl that I could be asking out while I’m writing this!

[That’s not a small problem, it’s a pretty big one! Because liking unavailable men does not bode well for my romantic future!]

Today on the bus we played “Truth or Dare,” and on one of the dares I kissed Justin! Later Hahn, Linda and I found out from him that he has never even kissed a girl or had a wet dream. Linda says that this means he is very immature about sex. Probably!

And I was Little Miss Worldly when it came to physically intimacy, right? Wrong. To date, all the action I had seen with boys was a byproduct of playing games like Spin the Bottle or Truth or Dare. And any smooching that occurred was domestic not imported (does anyone even use the term “French kissing” anymore?). I can only imagine the badgering Justin must have endured from us that he admitted his inexperience to three girls. At the time, I probably rationalized that Justin wasn’t ready to be with an almost-woman like me, and that’s why he changed his mind about saying yes when I asked him out. Except that I couldn’t rationalize away the fact that he was about to make a move on another girl in our grade.  All I could do was take some satisfaction in the fact that no matter what happened with the two of them, I was still the one to kiss him first.

I feel very peculiar about this whole “Justin” thing. Every time somebody brings up him asking the girl out, I get upset. Maybe I’m not missing much. I know that I’m doing that “sour grapes” thing, but who cares. We are going to play “T. or D.” tomorrow. I hope that “something” comes out of it!* –Bye-

I don’t know what “possessed” me to use quotation marks “so damn much” but it was a passing phase. Some teenagers experiment with alcohol or drugs; I preferred to experiment with punctuation. I know, how very “wild” and “rebellious” of me.

*That’s what she said.
  1. May 4, 2010 at 3:25 pm

    I can’t believe you got the lowdown on his nocturnal emissions… or lack thereof. Tweenage boys are probably still cursing Judy Blume’s name.

    My 7th grade diary is full of “frenching” (the word, at least, if not the act itself), and I feel that SURELY middle schoolers still use this worldly term. Please?

    • damiella
      May 4, 2010 at 4:07 pm

      I could never get into the term “frenching” but in Brooklyn, “going with” was a popular synonym for smooching. Except that it was also a synonym for dating which made it confusing when a female friend came to pass on word that a certain boy wanted to “go with you.”

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