Well, my birthday was super fun. A bunch of my friends and I had dinner in a Clarendon bar and then hopped over to a couple more places before the night was out. I hung out with Xavier a good deal and near the end of the night we had an interesting conversation. I don't remember all of it because it was a week ago and we were both drunk, but we basically discussed how we might be better as just friends, not ruining any friendships. At least, that's what I thought we were saying. Before he left, he kissed me on the cheek and asked when he could see me again which got me thinking that maybe he'd been having a different conversation than me. I decided not to worry about it. It's been almost a week since we've talked, so maybe he was having the same conversation as me after all.
On Tuesday night I had dinner with Marchella and we discussed this and what had gone down when X's roommate, Kal, was hanging out at her apartment with her boyfriend, Bob. I was the main subject of conversation that afternoon and Marchella was telling them how she could see X and I making a good couple and whatnot. Bob casually pointed out that she was forgetting that X wasn't used to my type--a good girl--and might not be cool with the "no sex" thing. Kal immediately was like, "Whaaa?" Marchella reluctantly explained to him that I'm not having sex until I'm married and he told her that there was no way that X would go for that. "That's because Kal would never go for that," Marchella explained to me, derisive of Kal who we've previously agreed is smarmy.
I told her that night and told Sophie, Isabelle, and Sandra the following night that it didn't matter to me because if a guy doesn't think that I'm worth the wait, then he isn't worth my time, either. But it does sort of matter to me. It's not like I think that I should just go out and lose my virginity to any guy I sort of like just to make it easier in the dating game, but it bothers me that guys might write me off as a prospect solely because of their low chances of getting laid. I realize that I'm 27 and that holding out for this long seems freakish to many people, but it's important to me. It's also not like I haven't done a ton of things that God would disapprove of, but this is one thing that I have, that I've been good about. It hasn't been easy, either, but I made the decision a long time ago that I only wanted to sleep with my husband. There were times that I considered doing it anyway; after all, Charlie promised that we were going to get married, so was it really a big deal if I cashed in my v-card with him?
But I didn't trust Charlie. Sure, I trusted him the first time that we dated, back when I was 20 years old, but even though we got back together twice more and were together almost three years the last time, I was never even tempted to go all the way with him because I didn't fully trust that he'd marry me one day if I did. And I was right not to trust him which has only proven to me that all the promises in the world about love and marriage and forever don't mean a thing until the wedding bands are exchanged. And even then it's a crapshoot as to whether it will work out, but at least I will have gotten there safely. No STDs, no pregnancies, and a man who will have proven that he loves and respects me enough to wait until I'm ready.
So if X and any other guys require sex from a relationship, then they aren't the right guys for me and that's okay. And I don't think that sex was the deal-breaker for X; he's a good guy, but we're just better as pals who flirt. If we had more than that and he wanted to be with me, I think that he'd wait. But it's a little depressing to think that other guys out there WOULD list sex as a deal-breaker; because all that means to me is that my body interests them more than any other thing about me--my personality, my values, my intellect, etc.--combined. So maybe hearing all this has been good for me because now I might be even more resolute than I was before.
Unrelated, X has agreed to go with me to Cesar's birthday party in June if Charlie also attends and he's agreed that we can flirt and make out in front of Charlie. I realize that 27 is too old for that kind of immaturity, but I also think that it would be good drama for this blog. Anything for the blog, right ladies?