Bong Hits, Chi Phi, and Easy Ass 9/1/2002
Yeah, my parents IMed me, so I called them. It was the first time I haven't cried on the phone while at college. I mean, towards the end of my year at Syracuse I was OK, but for about all of first semester I would be hysterical whenever they would call. Yeah, I'm weird...I figured it would take me a few weeks to calm down, but I really felt OK when they called. Maybe its because I'm going back home in five days. ::shrugs::
Andrea came in and asked if I wanted to go to dinner with her. We ended up walking to Dickinson dining hall because mine was closed. The place was packed because apparently, one of the other dining halls was closed too. How lovely. So Andrea and her roommate are in their room ordering pizza and I'll go in in a little while.
Back to my story...Jan took me to her friends' house off campus the second night. One guy, Gavin, came out stumbling and singing. It was 10 pm when we went there and they had been drinking since 3 pm. (They're seniors). One guy was in his T-shirt and boxers, one hottie was in his boxers and shorts. We started doing shots called 99 Blackberries. Its 99% proof vodka. The first shot went all over my face because I took it too fast. I felt like such an ass..Anyway, so after about four more I was good and toasted. We hung out there for awhile and then left to go to a frat party called Chi Phi. It was fun, but the place was packed. We paid $5 and ended up only staying for twenty minutes. One guy came up to Jan right away and told her she was cute. He tried talking to her and kind of moved away from me. Sometimes I feel like there's something wrong with me. I'm like the unwanted girl in the pack. You know the one, hanging out kind of off to the side while the rest of her group is getting hit on.
Some other guy named Mike came up to me and started dancing. He was a bit of a freak on the dance floor. He basically put his hands under my ass, picked me up, and started doing some freaky move on the dance floor. So we were dancing for awhile and we ended up hooking up. (Hooking up = kissing). I'm not stupid, he wasn't enthralled by my looks, he wanted ass for the night. It sucks being a virgin at 19, almost 20, but I'm sure as hell not losing it to some guy at a frat party. Anyway, he figured out that he wasn't going to be getting some and left me in search of easier ass.
Jan left her boy and we went back to the house. We ended up doing bong hits in the living room. I hoped no-one noticed I didn't know what the hell I was doing...I smoked up once with Sonia back in twelfth grade. Don't have the taste for it, I like alcohol better. Yes, because my liver isn't as important as my brains and lungs or anything. ::nods::
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