Today is my one-year anniversary.I’m not married or engaged. I don’t even have a girlfriend.Today is the day I celebrate my year-long dry spell.That’s right — I haven’t had sex since March 16, 2008.It doesn’t seem like a large feat, but considering a past that involved some promiscuity, to me, it’s kind of a big deal.My last encounter was on spring break in Gulf Shores, Ala. It involved a bottle of vodka, a bottle of triple sec and a house on the beach.Since then, I’ve told myself to avoid having a drunken night of sexual debauchery. Plus, I’d rather not have guilt on my conscience about having inebriated sex.Several of my friends have asked me what it’s like. Well, not so much asked — more or less made fun of me.I mean, it doesn’t seem any different. I don’t drink any more than I used to — actually, I’m drinking less now — and my cigarette habit has stayed the same.Others have told me at least it’s not as bad as going your entire life without sex. Although that may be true, most people who abstain do so by choice. It’s a respectable choice but not the one for me.It’s not like the opportunity hasn’t presented itself. It has — on multiple occasions.It just so happens those opportunities were with women who had a little too much to drink.And I haven’t been single and alone from then to now. I’ve had a girlfriend, but it didn’t exactly work out — probably my fault.But by all means, I’m not saying I won’t have sex with someone unless it’s in some fictional, long-term, loving relationship. I just want that person — and myself — to be able to remember what happened.And as funny as “Knocked Up” was, I really don’t want to recreate my own version of it.But alas, all of my excuses have yet to solve this drought I’m having.Oh well.I’m just going to keep about my business. If it happens, it happens. If it doesn’t, then I guess my friends will continue to make fun of me.Happy one-year anniversary to me.J.J. Alcantara is 21-year-old communication studies senior from San Francisco.——Contact J.J. Alcantara at [email protected]