blond, fun, attractive 30yr old virgin??
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SO im 29,
Im blond (dyed but everyone thinks its real), Im fit, intelligent, sporty, outgoing, have a ton of friends, Im told Im rather attractive.... blah blah...
So why am I 29, and have never had a real bf?
yeah ive been on dates, Ive had some confessions, ive made some too, Ive kissed, Ive fooled around ..to a point ...
but for some reason, in 29 yrs, I have never found a partner, of mutual attraction, that lasted more than a few days...
Its quite possibly just an issue of supply and demand... :(
FACT: Im a caucasian woman living for the past 6 yrs in a small city in an Asian country.
Standards vs. Avaliability:
I like Asians.. but i like tall, muscular ones with good teeth ....
OK.... so I realize thats a bit difficult....
lets forget about the teeth,,, and I guess I can ignore the height... i mean im not that tall anyway... and muscles.. well.... can they at least be toned???
so... physical aside...
Yeah Im an extroverted western gal, I need an outgoing, funny man with confidence, a man I can respect......
Oh, but in this conservative country I live in, an outgoing man with confidence is almost as hard to find as a man with good teeth....
BUT... lets say, because there are a few,
cute, tall, muscular, confident, funny, outgoing men with good teeth that I can respect.
lets say I met one, and he was single and not just lookin for a one-night stand.... even beating those odds... would he be interested in an international relationship?
one with language barriers, and cultural differences?
for me, 6 dry years have answered that question with a no.
SO... before even getting to my personality flaws, my environment already sets me up for dissapointment.
and i am 29 now. and Im a little of a prude.
I wont "do it" with a guy I cant imagine marrying....
so, before I become a 30yr old boyfriend-less virgin.....
a. move? leave a country and city I love and all my friends?
b. wait it out?
c. any advice?
I did it! :) Or I didn't do it. I mean, I didn't become a 30 year old virgin.
But I still have never had a serious relationship. :(
Well, it started the way many typical stories start....
I was on vacation in Manhatten and,
I met a guy.
But, that is where the story becomes extremely atypical.
It was at a gay party, (Im a heterosexual and was there with a friend)
In a pool / club
In a hotel in the middle of Times Square NYC.
And yeah, I was **** drunk.
But that is not when I did it, that is just where I met him,
and where he very persistantly seduced, molested, and almost date-raped me, until some guys walked by and pulled him off.
So what did I do?
I gave him my phone number. (O.o) (before he was promptly kicked out of the pool /club)
I mean, he was Tall, Attractive, Great body, Excuding confidence, Asian-oriental, and he even had nice teeth!
Potential Rapist yeah, but that shows confidence right? (I am in no way condoning rape here! Just that due to specific circumstances his aggresiveness was more of a turn-on than a turn off)
And oh yeah, he kinda, though in hindsight im sure it was by mistake, stole my bag.
So when I was at the police station reporting my missing bag (cause I didnt have his contact info),
He texted me, and after some heated emails, claimed his friend took my bag by mistake.
No harm done, we decided to meet up so I could get my bag back.
So it was returned, and I got to see him in daylight.
Oooooh. He was perfect. I was in lust.
So, we planned to hang out, and I met him in the upper west side. (the rich and gorgeous part of Manhatten)
And where he led me to his apartment, (belonging to his family) where a doorman recognized his face and welcomed us inside.
Where the gorgeous lobby only led to a huge multiple room apartment with floor to ceiling windows.
Where the furniture was rich and antiqued, and the toilet paper the softest you ever touched!
So overwhelmed by this scene out of a movie, I did what any girl would do,
I showed him my facebook profile.
Then we went on youtube and shared our music tastes.
But when I went to the bathroom, he demanded a kiss....
and when I came back, he demanded another,
and well, nature took over from there.
And come morning, I was a new woman... thrice over,
and also in relative pain. But first times hurt they say.
And as we lay lazily in bed, he reccomended we rent some kayaks or a canoe and go down the hudson river.
And It was perfect, except, I had a plane to catch back to my little asian country the next day, and needed to go home and pack.
So with heavy regret, I said goodbye, and he kissed me on the nose and patted my head gently before I walked out.
And when i arrived back in my little asian country, I looked him up on facebook, and discovered,
he has just turned 21!
So.... ok, I lost myself to a 21 year old probable millionare whom I met at a gay pool party and who stole my bag.
Ahh, but well, it was awsome, and great, and no regrets.