So last night, I "watched the Superbowl." If you know what I mean. Which, when you think about it, is better than actually watching the Superbowl. That has got to be the worst game I have ever seen. A safety in the first 2 minutes of the game??? The first 3/4 of the game being a shutout?? Come on, the Superbowl is supposed to be a better game than that. I don't even like football and I'm offended.
Anyway. It all started because the night before last, Cal booty-called me. Apparently he was here visiting that night and wanted me to come out to the club-like bar at midnight.
To be honest it was kind of douchey. This guy who randomly started talking to me ALL THE TIME for about a week, then he didn't come to my concert, and then he stopped talking to me. Until the night before last, when he tried to booty-call me.
I said I was too tired to come out, and promptly fell asleep. The next day, he invited me to come watch the Superbowl with him and his buddies, in a town half an hour from here. I was intrigued, so I agreed to go. I hadn't met him in person before, since he lives like 2 hours away from here now. Plus the party sounded like fun, and I wanted to meet his friends.
I'm glad I went. Cal is a funny guy, and all his friends are really cool. I fit right in with them.
Ok, so one problem was that I don't have a car. Cal told me he could drive me home the next morning, since he was planning to crash at his friend's house that night. He also suggested I could try to get a ride home with some of the others who live in my city.
I was having a really good time until those others left that I could have gotten a ride with. Cal sat next to me on the couch the whole evening, sharing secrets and jokes with me. Since we were sharing the couch with 2 other people, it was a tight fit and our arms/legs were touching quite a bit. Aside from that, he didn't flirt with me at all.
I thought I would probably head back with the two girls, but right before they left Cal was being really considerate. I guess he overheard me telling the one girl that I had class at 10 today, because he said "You have class at 10 right? I'll drive you home at 8 so you'll be back in time."
So I decided it would be fine for me to stay, and he would make sure I was back in time for class.
However, right after the 2 girls left, he got really douchey. All night, he had been talking about this trip he was going to take with his friends in March to Mexico. He kept going on and on about how he wanted a good wingman there, etc, so he could hook up with girls. Then, his one friend started talking to him in front of me about how he wanted her to set him up with one of the 2 girls who had left, after Mexico. Because he thought she was cute and wanted to date her.
So that would have been fine, if Cal had just wanted to be my friend. But then we went upstairs to sleep, and we were sharing a bed. We started cuddling, and I was trying not to think about how last time I had cuddled with a guy, that guy had been Ray. But I was thinking, "this is nice. It's nice to cuddle."
But then, of course, he starts initiating sex. At the time, I wanted it. I don't even regret it really. Casual hookups are totally fine. Unless, the guy didn't even seem interested in fucking you the entire night, and was talking about hooking up with other girls and then wanting to date a different girl at the party, in front of you, and THEN initiates sex with you.
Yeah. Right now I feel like I'm easy. In fact, I'm a total skank. It's not a good feeling.
But anyway, I will try not to let it happen again. Even though casual hookups are the way it will go here, I'll do my best to keep a clear enough head that at least the guy has to show enough interest in fucking me, instead of just fucking me because we're sharing a bed together. Because Cal did actually give me a good piece of advice. He said, "the guys here want something serious. However, they want to stay here. You don't want to stay here. You want to leave for Vegas in a year. So I wouldn't even recommend starting anything and getting attached."
It's true, really. But also kind of sad.
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