A History of My Romantic Encounters (4)
I started going to house parties at the age of 15. I started to genuinely enjoy alcohol, drugs, and dancing. I started getting noticed by other people but more importantly by boys.
I wasn’t a particularly attractive person. I was just able to maintain a conversation and discuss relevant topics. I was able to listen when people wanted to talk. I know that girls are supposed to be the ones who talk a lot, but I could honestly say the same for boys. It’s funny how in their teens, all boys really want is to hook up with girls and own up to their insecurities.
I spent that year going out and meeting randoms. I didn’t actually have a boyfriend or anything of the sort, but I hooked up with guys pretty often. Well, I would drink and smoke up. So I would be completely out of it, but I don’t think I was ever unwilling.
In retrospect, I’m just glad that I never got wasted to the point of accidentally losing my virginity to a stranger. Hell, I’m still glad that I’m a virgin.
This post was a draft I saved and left untitled from a long time ago because I hated it no matter how true it was. If anything, I was a little embarrassed I was still a virgin at the time. I probably would have thrown it away to anyone who gave me the least bit of attention.
