Last night, I went out with a couple of friends from my program and needless to say, we got pretty inebriated. That's right, Ms. Goody-two-shoes got #WhiteGirlWasted and my inhibitions were way down. That is not to say that I didn't have any common sense and I was still shy to a certain extent.
I was still pretty freaked out when one of my friends pulled a How I Met Your Mother move at the bar and used the ol' "Haaave you met [name]?" trick with a couple of cute (ish) guys sitting next to us. I think they were more into her (ah the perks of being a blond girl) than they were in me and I was totally fine with that. As the night progressed, I noticed that they got more interested in the things I had to say and asked me pretty good questions about my program.
Fast forward into the night and my friends and I are pretty drunk. I don't remember how I stopped talking to the two guys but that happened and I was completely fine with that since they weren't really all that interesting to begin with. I got onto the dance floor and I shook that thang that my mama gave me.
Having consumed so much liquid, I obviously had to go pee and I successfully wobbled upstairs, did my business, washed my hands, steadied myself at the top of the stairs and nonchalantly made my way back to the dance floor. I wasn't gone for too long (I've been told that I'm a fast bathroom-goer) and to my surprise, I noticed one of my friends (the blond one) glued to a random stranger.
Their hips swayed together to the music and their arms were wrapped around each other. Every now and then, I'd see them smooching while their bodies rocked from side to side. Meanwhile, I danced with another friend who hadn't found a guy to do shenanigans with and she was pretty bummed out about that.
Flashback to the time we went to this other bar/club and none of the girls had any physical interaction with anyone despite a lot of mingling at different sections of the dance floor. I remember hearing my blond friend say, "Ugh we didn't even get to make out with anyone tonight!"
Flashback #2 to the time when that same blond friend told me that she made out with a random guy when she went to this beach party hosted by our university and so did plenty of other people who attended.
Seeing as I'm a really intense person who really can't do anything casual, I can't understand why people do such a thing. Sure, kissing is nice but how much can you get out of it if you're not even dating this person?
When I kiss someone, I do it to establish an emotional connection with them (or I try to) and, well, I do hope to be able to do it more than once. Granted, it'd be super cool if I could be a wild young adult and make out with a random stranger (who hopefully doesn't have herpes) just for the heck of it at least once but I really don't see the point in actively going out to bars and doing this on a regular basis.
I can understand that life can get lonely and sometimes you just really want someone to kiss but wouldn't you feel so empty once you get home and realize that that was just a one-time thing? Okay I just realized that people probably also exchange numbers so that they could hook up later...and then we get into a whole other discussion about participating in activities when you're not in a serious relationship...which I will not go into right now.
I guess I'm having a little bit of trouble seeing how kissing can be enjoyable between people who don't have any emotional attachment to each other. Is it because in that moment, you feel kinda loved? You feel special because someone thinks you're attractive enough to want to have your mouth glued to their mouth?
Little hopeless dreamer me just can't wrap my head around this whole scene. In my mind, kissing can be so much more intense/beautiful/passionate/magical if there are feelings involved. I never really realized how traditional and different I am until I've explored being a young adult with a different crowd of people.
Like I mentioned in one of my previous blog posts, I've noticed that I've lost sight of what I truly want with a guy (i.e. a stable, serious relationship) since I've been delving a little too much in this new hookup culture scene (not that I've really been hooking up with people but I've been associating with a lot of people who do participate in such things).
I don't get why people wouldn't want someone by their side to love and be loved by. It's just so pleasant and always makes my day so much brighter since I'm laughing so much more than I usually do.
People are confusing and weird but hey, they probably think I'm just as confusing and weird. Whatever.
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