we’re not in high school anymore, toto.

04Oct09

last night was junior high’s bday party in nyc. (yes, another bday party.)

a few notables before i get into the real story:

1. this was the first time i saw syi since a big blowout we had back in august.

2. ons was there without his gf. i hit on him for a good 20 minutes. it happens. it’s all in good fun. this was the one year anniversary since our, um, incident. it came up in conversation and we high fived.

3. i didn’t mention that last weekend before hanging out with my cousin and his creepy roommate, me, jh, my guy friend from hs and his roomie went out to dinner. my friend from hs (blog nickname: nice jewish boy) is always trying to set me up with his roommate (blog nickname: shit out of luck) since we’re both single. it makes everything awkward.

which leads me to last night…

the night started smoothly. mingled. saw some friends from college. drank really good raspberry beer. made a new gay friend. set up a friend with a guy i made out with. all in all it was shaping up to be a good night.

i was talking to njb and sool and of course, njb brought up that he think me and sool should date. here’s the thing: i don’t mind sool. he’s not bad looking, he’s loaded (like country club loaded), has a job, is educated, has openly admitted to me and my friends that he loves to go down on girls… you know, all those qualities girls look for in prospective husband. but at the same time, he’s kinda annoying, kinda a debbie downer, kinda whines all the time… all that really takes away from all the good things.

and when it comes down to it, i don’t really want to go there. it’ll just be one more of my friends that i’ve made out with in that circle. i don’t want things to be weird with him afterwards, cause it will be. he’s weird.

well fast forward to the almost end of the night and i was getting a little flirty with sool (okay, sue me) and he was obviously flirting with me. if i recall, he told me some line that he uses to get girls to make out with him and then proceeded to tell me that he just used his “famous line’” on me. however, i didn’t hear the line at all because the bar was loud, so it still remains a mystery to me.

so it’s safe to say the line didn’t work. but we’re all sitting around the table and one thing led to another and njb was able to get the whole table to chant “make out! make out! make out!” like fucking 15-year-olds.

and you know when you’re clearly not all in your own mind and you start to let things that people say get to you and sorta convince you that maybe, it’s not such a bad idea? (i believe that is called peer pressure?!) well for a brief moment i thought, what the hell. just do it.

and then for another brief moment i pecked him on the lips to shut everyone up.

and then for another brief moment i thought that it’d be a good idea to go back to his place with him.

and then for another brief moment i snapped back to reality.

he went back to his place alone.

i sat at the table drunk, horny, and, say it with me, single.

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