Perks of wearing pants

As I am starting to see it, being in your 20s is like loosing your virginity in high school with your first boyfriend. Despite any hesitation, in your mind you are ready for it. You want to do it. Well you wanted to do it enough that a little coercetion is just as good of a reason. So there you are in the basement, in his room with the smell of masterbation and sweat which happens to be the complete opposite of what you had always anticipated. In that moment you figure everything can't be perfectly planned and tell yourself this is as you saw it all along. As it happens you feel uncomfortable and in a little pain, but you shine through. You are a trooper aren't you? When it ends after 7 minuets, you lie there feeling strangely empty and wondering what was ever supposed to be so wonderful about it. Then when he looks over at you so fulfilled, you muster up a smile and a fake look of relief and that moment is when you convience yourself that you liked it. Then when ever a friend asks, you lie and say that it was pretty good and are looking forward to the next time, which only then perpetuates the myth of loosing it to your high school boyfriend. Rediculous.

Now in your 20's, instead of the dream job, great sex, busy schedules and the money that we were all lead to believe comes of the end of the rope called a bachalors degree we sit bashed and empty from the wind of being someone's assistant or better yet still being the smartest waitress at the Waffle House. Little did you know that one night you had with your steady-until-he-left-for-college-and-cheated-on-you-with-the-first-hot-chick boyfriend you spend 10 years feeling just as empty as you did that one night. it's basically awsome.