Our favorite weird but fun Jewish fraternity hosted a lake weekend and I was lucky enough to be invited. We rolled up to a LEGIT children’s summer camp, equipped with a ropes course, cafeteria, basketball court, BLOB, bunk beds- now add in 100 or so obliterated and stoned college kids running around. We spent our days drinking and bouncing kids off the blob and our nights drinking and dancing under the stars.
Saturday night while partying I had my eyes set on one of the only blonde guys. I had never seen him before and I was getting the vibe that he was looking at me too. Except for a second of grinding, gross, I didn’t see him again until later. After midnight my friends and I had ventured off to the bonfire for smores (!!!!!) and he came up to talk to me. He was decently charming but very fun. After a while of talking and me bombarding him with pointless questions he “convinced” me to go on a walk with him. I swear to god we were not but 10 steps away from the flames when he swept and swirled me into his arms to go for the make out. We made it back to his bunk and I was not having that. He literally wanted us both naked with 3 other couples asleep in the neighboring beds. His drunk friend came up and was annoying when he jumped in the bed with us but thank god had keys to a car. So I made us relocate to the car instead. That’s when it got weird…
We hopped in the backseat and jumped into it. In less than 3 minutes the windows were fogged up, we were naked, and it was so much fun. After about 20 minutes of awesome rolling around he pulled out a condom. I promptly informed him that I wasn’t going to have sex and he was stunned. Why does this keep happening?!?!? He started begging me, BEGGING ME, to have sex and this conversation took place:
“I promise it’ll be so good, like you’ll love it.” “No, really, thanks, but no.” “Please I want to so bad.” “Okay cool I really don’t want to have sex.” “Why? Is it personal or is it me?” “No no it’s a personal thing like I don’t like having sex with random people.” “Random…? I’m not random? Why am I random?”
Dude?? You are the definition of random. I’ve known your face for 4 hours and known your name for 40 minutes. Like I can’t stress this enough, he was literally upset that I said he was random. He continued:
“I’m not random. Like don’t you think we will see each other again??”
No…. He’s 23… already graduated from USC once, but is back for PT school…. isn’t even in the fraternity but just pays to go to the weekend events. No I will not see you again???
“Well why not? You don’t want to see me again?”
No…….. this question went unanswered.
“I don’t know I just feel like we have a really good vibe or a spark or something We’re really good together- like you’re really fun.”
I assure you I’m not. What the world dude. He spent the next 5 minutes going on about our vibe and connection and that he wasn’t random. I had to ask him for his number to make him shut up. Looking back on it- I guess this was his attempt at manipulating me into thinking he wasn’t random so I would want to have sex… No it did not happen. No I did not text him even though he told me to. No I’m not going to text him. No I pray on my life I don’t run into him. No I’m not even giving this boy a fake name for this story.
My main point of this story is when did hooking up become just sex? Like can intense but casual making out be a thing? Why is sex always expected and why do I have to explain every time my “No” in great detail? I don’t want to have sex with every guy and then look back later regretting it because the guys were so weird. Like I’m thankful I didn’t have sex with that one.
As a final conclusion, I need to stop hooking up with blond boys. My last 3 guys, not counting Chandler have been blonde and have led me astray. I need a nice, fun, brunette boy to switch things up. So send them this way for the summer 😉
p.s. that photo is not be but I did make out on that path!
p.p.s. Remember Geronimo? Yeah that boy was there. It wasn’t entirely awkward. Until I found out that his date and my big are BFFs and they were texting each other, and then his date read to the entire dinner table the message, “haha oh yea I did tell her about you!! cause I saw you went with this boy she’s told me about before” Right in front of Geronimo.. just dandy.