t was the last spring break of my college career. It was about 1 week after a breakup and my friend practically beat me into going on this cruise instead of being home and being fat and depressed. So, we end up booking this 5 days’ cruise to Bahamas. At first, I'm like what the hell did I sign up for. All I see is a bunch of old folks (69 years old and older!) holding hands, kissing and sucking on each other dentures, which didn't help my newly single status since I wanted that old people love!
It's three days already and my friend got four guys fighting over her. Me, zero guys…
Anyway, we made a pact that we will both find a cruise lover boy for this 5-day cruise to keep us entertained. It's three days already and my friend got four guys fighting over her. Me, zero guys since my ‘stupid self’ kept thinking about how my ex was going to feel about me talking (or making out!) with a dude so soon after our 1.5-year relationship. Next thing, my friend disappeared at dinner and she came back to tell me she was talking to this really nice southern dude. So, I went to the bar to see how nice can this guy really be that she left me for so long alone. He was a really great conversationalist but had his guard up constantly. Anyway, I bagged out for my friend since I'm turned on tequila anyway and asked him to join us for dinner the next night. I told him what room to pick us up at. Still same night, my friend and I kept drinking to the point we were getting drunk. A little later, my friend was passed out and the southern dude noticed it. I immediately asked him to help me carry her back to the room, which he did. As soon as we arrived to the room, he turned to me and told me how I'm a bad friend and enabled her to get this drunk… I WAS LIVID. I WAS TWO SECONDS AWAY FROM TOSSING THIS BOY OFF THE BOAT. I was like ‘excuse me!’ and kicked him out of the room.
We went for three rounds, two nights in a row! In the shower, on his friend’s bed, against the wall.
Twenty-four hours later he caught me on the beach, apologized and bought me drinks. And... we went on a date later that night. He got a wine bottle with two glasses and we went on the patio of the ship. We ended up back in his room. He kicked out his roommate and we made love on this rickety twin bed! It was the most passionate love making ever. We went for three rounds, two nights in a row! In the shower, on his friend’s bed, against the wall… At that point, after the fun, I started feeling upset cause it was time to part ways as it was the end of the cruise. We live states across from each other, so I thought I would probably never see this guy again. Especially, after a piece of me already had fallen for him. But, he called me two weeks later and we booked another private vacation together! I was supposed to see him next week! Could this be the biggest mistake of my life or the happily ever after I have been looking for? Stay tuned.
What I’ve learned with this date
I have learned that I am a reckless person with my feelings but when I fall, I fall hard. My advice is to be open minded and not force a relationship. If it's meant to happen it will happen.