Dear diary,
I kissed him... Oh gosh no I don't even like him but I kissed him..
We all went out to dinner and got drunk. Things got kind of crazy. We went home and were all watching movies, and he put his arm around me, and I kissed him.. On the lips..
He was so drunk I don't think he remembers. At least, he hasn't mentioned anything. By the way this was all last night. What if he does remember though? What if he thinks I like him? Uuuuuugh.
Just to clear things up I do not like him. I would never kiss him if I was sober. And I definitely did NOT like it. Maybe just a little.
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Self-Proclaimed Everything
RandomIceland here, Norway has been annoying me all day with this oniichan stuff, so I found his diary. Here it is! (Norway's Diary, but better) ((This is essentially a fanfic in diary form))
