Okay...I was supposed to be at camp for 3 days, and I came back a day early.
1. I had a boyfriend for about 11 hours.
2. He was going to fast.
3. My friends set me up with him.

It was torture. PURE TORTURE. I had to leave or deal with the spotlight. The only thime I like the spotlight is when I am singing or something else that has to do with a stage.

Where and what would I be doing if I had kissed him? I don't know... NOT RAMMING HIM INTO A CAR! I will always remember that. And I will always laugh everytime I think of that. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHaA! My favorite memory.