So I completely embarrassed myself last night.
It was a girl’s from work 18th party, she hired a hall in central Eastleigh.
As per usual, a select few met at a friends house for pre-party drinking and games. We played ring of fire.
I consumed 2 cans of Strongbow, and three strong “Swanny’s CockJuice’s”… AKA Vodka, Malibu, Exotic fruit juice and lemonade, all within less than 2 hours.
I was definitely suitably non-sober that I could have bought maybe one or two drinks later that night to keep my drunkeness level up, and had a really good time.
But no. I chose to spend £32 over the next 4 hours on more Malibu and lemonade, and a handful of BLACK Sambuca shots.
This lead me to believe it would be a good idea to reveal that I was experiencing heterosexual feelings for another party-goer, to the said party-goer.
I always felt she had a slight soft spot for me. But it seems I couldn’t have been more wrong. Especially as she was now courting (?) with another male.
This lead me to have a few low moments, where I turned to facebook and other friends to express my emotions. Then ultimately managed to get over it, and spend the rest of the night purposely going out of my way to publicly “ignore” the lady in question.
We parted company when they went from one Plub* to another. But later re-met on a bench, before going home. The not-knowing-each-other charade continued throughout, and into today.
I think she was genuinely taken back by this, and when I joked that as we did not know each other, she should delete me from Facebook, she did.
I’m now sticking to my principals (Some call it stubbornness), albeit not real, and won’t make any attempt to reconnect with her.
I had a text conversation with someone earlier who expressed their shock at my decision last night and later went on to suggest that the person seemed unfazed by the revelations. Added to the fact that I would have had little interaction with her for at least a week or two, that it would all blow over and be forgotten.
*Plub = Pub-cum-Club
[Update: She has now re-added me. I let her stew for half hour or so, then accepted. We have also both agreed to forget it ever happened. Which is fine by me.]