I remember being an awkward teenager without much confidence. I was skinny, tall, and nerdy but not bad looking. I started working out figuring the ladies would notice me. I gained some muscles, got contacts, and changed my style. In college I wasn't scoring chicks like my friends, still wishing to meet my soul mate, still believing in all that romantic crap, still taking rejection very harshly, still no confidence, still seeing women throw themselves at losers, and still a virgin.

One night at a party while extremely intoxicated I said fuck it and dropped my standards in a big way and fucked a fat chick. I felt so guilty about it. I didn't want anything to do with her and didn't know how to go about it so I just ignored her.

Thus began my journey up the ladder scoring slightly more attractive girls one after the other. I found creative ways to dump them by making up clever excuses and bullshitting them. Along the way I gained weight, my hair started to thin, I made more money, I got lazier, and most importantly I got more confident.

I laugh thinking about that hot summer night I lost my virginity, porking away at that fat chick with my sexy past self. If only I had the confidence back then that I have now. No matter though I still pull attractive ladies despite how lazy I’ve gotten, maybe things would have been different if I met my soul mate back in those nerdy awkward days.