Minus the City: Virgin Alert

 

 

So my friend has this problem, right? You see, on the very rare occasion he brings a girl home, she’s usually a virgin. How do I know, you ask? Well, I can tell because the next morn­ing he has a pack of frozen vegetables around his genitals, icing whatever battle wounds he received from the night before. Now, while as hilarious as this is, it got me thinking about something. We go to a school that is very sexually charged and, to a certain degree, a lot of the relationships we develop involve sex in some way. I have no idea how it would feel to be a virgin at this school.

Now, I know I’m probably not the best person to be talking about this considering I lost my virginity well before I came to college, but at the same time it’s interesting to think how other people’s experiences were so dramatically different than my own. I lost my virginity to someone whom I cared about and was in a very committed relationship with. Anyone can tell you that that’s not exactly the easiest to find here at Colgate. There are probably a few people who are lucky enough to have one of those and if you’re one of them, good for you. The rest of them have to find just anyone to lose it to. I think that would really suck for a lot of people because that would put them under a lot of pressure. But that moment of fear doesn’t have to exactly be a bad thing. There can be an upside to your virginity and losing it to a stranger.

The other part of my story is that after I lost my virginity, I had a hard time letting go of that person and differentiating between love and lust. It sucked. Like, a lot. People were hurt. It didn’t end well. Maybe if I had just lost it to anyone, sex wouldn’t have been that big of a deal and finding someone to love would have been easier. Then again, the complete opposite could be true, as well, and I would have been horribly ruined. I could have had sex with some random girl while intoxicated and then been severely disappointed after the fact. I guess that’s part of the risk.

Then there’s all the crazy motivation behind losing or not losing your virginity. I know some people who just didn’t want to come to college a virgin because they thought it would be super awkward when they inevitably found themselves in an intimate situation with someone. It’s pretty understandable, but it still wouldn’t have made a difference ’cause they were going to sleep with somebody anyway. Then there are the people who came to college as virgins and goal number one was to get on anything of the opposite sex. It becomes too much of an odd goal or they’re so awkward about it that they get nothing accomplished. Either way, it’s kind of a difficult place to be.

The thing is though, I guess I know a lot of people are pretty happy being virgins here. Hell, I even know a few people who are proud to be one. No one really knows how they’re going to lose their virginity. In fact, I’ve heard some pretty hilarious stories on that exact subject. The moral of the story is, do it anyway you want. It doesn’t really matter if you just wanted to get it over with or that you wanted to lose it to someone you love. The only thing I can recommend is just do whatever you’re comfortable with and you’ll be happy. Just don’t get any diseases ’cause that would suck.