Welcome! I’m a 23-year-old super virgin and I have some confessions to make, the most interesting confession being that, well, I’m a super virgin. Now, when I say “super,” I don’t mean like in the fun way, like when your friends say they want to take you out for ice cream and you say, “OMG, that’d be super!!!” No, that would be the primary definition, but I’m using definition #3 as stated by the 11th Edition of the Mirriam-Webster Collegiate Dictionary, which states that the word “super” means:
su·per, adj. \ˈsü-pər\ 3: Exhibiting the characteristics of its type to an extreme or excessive degree.
So that’s basically what I am, an “extreme or excessive” virgin. I guess I could have called this blog “Extreme Virgin” but that sounds like a bad reality show.
If you want to get technical, here are the things I have NOT done in my life:
- had sex
- been in a serious relationship
- kissed a boy on the lips
Pretty excessive, right? I didn’t mean for this to happen on purpose, but I (disappointingly) made it to 18 without even trying. You can read about this in my first post. Once I got to college and suddenly had opportunities to get rid of this status, that’s when I realized that saving sex could actually be a pretty good idea and I decided to wait until I meet the right person.
I’m not 100% sure what the point of this blog is, but I plan to fill it with random stories and thoughts from my life that I’m told are interesting. I know that “saving it” isn’t a popular decision these days and some (well, who am I kidding? most) people will think I’m kind of weird. It’s okay though, feel free to laugh. I can’t hear you through the internet, but even if I could, it would actually make me happy to know that at least I’m bringing you some form of joy. If you’re here because you’re a fellow super virgin and you want reassurance that you’re not the only one, I hope to encourage you. So whether you’re here to relate or to laugh (or both), thanks so much for checking it out, I sincerely hope you enjoy it!