That Stupid Fear

Hello. So I have an English project where me and two other students annotate, analysis, and present on two poems from a group of 12 or so. The general theme among the poems is “Carpe Diem” or “Seize the Day”. Just my luck it turns out the two poems my group picked, John Donne’s “The Flea” and Andrew Marvell’s “To His Coy Mistress”, are about sex. The one thing everyone wants (Unless you’re like asexual or something). As I’ve stated before one of my greatest fears is ending up alone. While I mainly want someone to spend time with and go to the movies and just have a conversation and talk to, sex is also something that would be great to do or have or whatever. I remember that I told myself that if I was still a virgin by the time I was 25, I would take a trip to Quebec and hire a prostitute. Of course I really don’t want to resort to that, but I also don’t want to be a virgin forever. I looked up the average age people loose their virginity and it’s like 15 yrs old for guys. I haven’t even managed to ask a girl on a date, so losing my virginity seems like a long ways off. I know it seems really stupid to be worrying about stuff like this, considering that I often think about how pointless my life is, but it’s still something I think about a lot. Well that’s all I have to say today. Thank you for listening if you are.