Well, Newgrounds, I lost my virginity. I'm sure most of you had no idea I was still a virgin. That being said, I'm not here to brag by any means. I just have a lot on my mind after what happened. Also, if you're curious, I was awkward, nervous, and drunk, making for a terrible time when it came to the actual sex.
Anyway, I'm quite possibly becoming an alcoholic. I recently had a reading break, where I took the time to unwind, relax, and drink a little bit. What ended up happening is that I drank every single day that week, and I went hard. Now that school is back in session I can't refrain myself from drinking. Even if I say "Oh, I'll only have one beer." or "Nah, I drank last night, I shouldn't have any today", I still end up getting drunk.
So it was Friday afternoon, November 20, and I had no plans. I though for sure somebody would be going out. I didn't want to drink because I had to do a research project the next morning before I worked. Well, I went to work and sat down at the bar, because people often go out after work for a few drinks, and I didn't want to feel like a loser. I sat at the bar at 4:00 in the afternoon, and had a beer. Then I had an other, and a few more, and a couple shots. I didn't feel like I was alone because I could always talk to the servers and bartenders.
So for a little backstory, I work with a hostess who I had a crush on during the summer. She always paid a lot of attention to me. She was really flirty, and I was the first person she really got to know at work. One time I was just chatting with her, and out of nowhere she dropped the line "... my boyfriend ...". Obviously my heart sank a little, but I continued to be friendly. Later that day I actually went drinking with her, and we ended up going back to her and her boyfriend's place (No idea why). On the bus ride out she whispered in my ear with "If I wasn't with my boyfriend, I'd want to be with you" (LOL FORESHADOWING). That comment got me excited for about 20 minutes, but then I met her boyfriend. I saw that even though he was a metalhead douchebag, they obviously wouldn't be broken up any time soon.
I sort of gave up trying to flirt with her. After a couple weeks, her boyfriend ended up being the new dishwasher at work. I got to know the guy and he wasn't too bad. I ended up liking this guy as a coworker a lot more than his girlfriend. A couple months later they DID get in a fight, they DID break up, and the guy quit and moved out of town. This is when she started talking to me again, and flirting. In the back of my head I couldn't help but think of that comment she made in the summer, and wonder if it still applied. I had sort of lost interest though. She was friendly, but I didn't think of her as looking as good as I once thought. There was a new love interest at this point, but I won't get into that yet.
So back to Friday, November 20: The girl was working, and kept coming by to talk. She'd do playful flirty things like tickle me, poke me, stick her tongue out, and she even drew me a picture. I'd been drinking so I was very happy to do these things back and not really think about it. She got cut from work a little early, so she sat at the bar with me for a few more drinks. We kept talking, and eventually the restaurant did their last call, and I asked her if she wanted to go to an other pub to grab a few more drinks. She said yes, and we split after paying up.
We got to the new bar and she said she needed to take the train home, but I insisted she should stay for an other, and that I'd cover her drink and she could take a cab home with me. She didn't even think twice and agreed. We paid up and grabbed a cab. We both went back to my place at around 1:30am (Yes, I'd been drinking for 9.5 hours). I showed her where my room and the washroom were, I used the washroom, and came back and she was lying down. I lied down next to her, she turned around and placed her nose against mine, and said "So your ploy to fuck me worked then." (or something along those lines). I actually had no intention of sleeping with her, I just wanted to get a foothold of comfort with her so that it wouldn't be weird to have her over an other time.
Anyway, after that comment, we did end up having sex, and I did enjoy it at the time. The problem is that I really wanted somebody else that night. The other love interest of mine is actually one of the servers. She's generally quite shy, but always likes to ask me little questions here and there. I'm the same way, and it's overall kinda cute. She lives at home so money isn't as much of an issue for her as it is for the other servers. Work has been slow, and as a result, she's usually the one who decides not to start so that the other servers can get enough tables to make decent tips. When you don't start, you get a free beer and a free meal. On Friday, this is exactly what I was hoping for. I waited around and there was no sign of her all night... I guess she wasn't scheduled to work that day.
So yesterday at work my good friend / supervisor asks me if I fucked her last night. I was still feeling good about it so I smiled and nodded. He was proud that I lost my V-Card... whatever. I guess the girl I spent the night with told one person in the front house the same story, and very quickly word got around. There were still about 2 or 3 people who didn't know, and thankfully my current crush didn't hear. She was a lot more friendly to me yesterday as well, which seemed like a good sign. But, as the night started to drag on, my other supervisor thought it was hilarious and would joke about it loudly, and couldn't look at me without laughing. The last thing my other supervisor said to me before I shut down inside was "[name] told me she has had sex with 4 guys since she broke up with her boyfriend, and that wasn't including you".
All of a sudden the feeling that I was hot shit went away, and I didn't say anything the rest of the night. Low and behold, my suspected alcoholism kicked in and I just got drunk by myself once again, and neither of the girls were around this time. I just feel like the girl I slept with was rebounding hard and on some sort of self-destructive path. I somehow managed to take advantage of that without even wanting to, and now I just feel like a total used piece of shit. She didn't like me, she just wanted some attention for a Friday night while she had no boyfriend.
Fuck.