Frat Punch, Pot, and Sororities 9/2/2002
On Saturday night Jan, Kira, and I went to AXP's party. Our RA is in that frat and said the party was supposed to be cool. So we left and went to go and pick up this guy Jan met (David) and David's friend Sal. Sal was a yummy Italian Brooklyn boy that I was fortunate enought to get squeezed into the backseat with. When we got to the AXP house, the boys decided that they only wanted to go to Alpha Epsilon Pi's house. So we left AXP, dropped them off at A E Pi's house, and then drove back to AXP. Boys, I have a question for you: If you're in a car with three pretty cute girls, why would you leave???
The AXP party was OK; not as chaotic as Chi Phi's. Kira was downing cups of frat punch. It was actually really funny because when I was in tenth grade and visiting Becca I did the exact same thing at the exact same house. I downed four cups of blue frat punch in twenty minutes in an attempt to impress Becca's friends. I ended up with massive stomach pains forty minutes later, and Becca spent the rest of the party running around the house, trying to find aspirin for me. When we had first walked into the house I was like 'Oh shit...blue frat punch!' (Becca and I have had a running joke for years about staying away from the blue frat punch after the incident). Anyway, the punch was red this time, but just as potent. Kira made the same mistake I did years ago and got wasted real fast. She had about six cups within an hour and a half. She was lucky though, she had no hangover the next morning.
Jan and I took Kira back to the dorms around one in the morning because she was really trashed. We put her to bed, and then started hanging out with three guys. One was Dan, from our floor, and the other two were his visiting friends. We ended up smoking up with them in the woods and then ordered in pizza, wings, and cheesy bread. J-Crew came back from the party pretty pissed (he's Dan's roommate) so we all left for our room. One guy came in and sat on Leila's bed and the other crashed on Jan's. It didn't escape my attention that both boys took spots on the opposite end of the room from me. I wasn't even sitting on my bed, I was sitting in my chair. They basically passed out until we made them leave. Lila would've been pissed had she seen some strange boy sleeping on her bed.
Boys depress me. I have no idea what I'm doing wrong. I can't see myself doing the random hook-up thing, but it looks like the only way I'll ever get play. My sister was pretty cavalier about it when I told her about it. I dunno, she doesn't seem to think random sex is so bad. Maybe I'm taking this whole thing too seriously...Jan once told me that she slept with two different guys in a night and Becca told me she once had sex with a guy within twenty-four hours of meeting him. I just can't see myself having sex with some guy that I met at a party and/or bar. I'd have to be pretty drunk first, which bothers me. But I am almost twenty and I'm still a virgin. I don't want to be one of those people who's like, twenty-five and still a virgin. I was once watching 'Taxi Cab Confessions' on HBO and there was this woman who was thirty-five and still a virign. She said that when she was in college, she was never into the fuck-and-leave scene, and after college it was so much harder to meet guys. I don't know...I just feel like such a misfit sometimes. Wow...I got a bit off-track...ANYWAY...
As for last night...I did nothing. Just sat around. I tried to read one of my books on feminism, but I ended up passing out for an hour or so. Jan went to her friends' off campus house to get high for awhile. I ordered in some pizza with Allison and her roommate and watched some bits of movies while waiting for 'Sex and the City' to come on. I got back and Jan was on her bed with her friend Gavin (the one that came out of the house two nights ago singing and stumbling because he'd been drinking since that afternoon). She asked me what we're doing tonight and I told her that I didn't know. She asked me not to 'leave without her please.' An odd request since I'm sitting in the room alone right now. She went over to her friend's dorm or something.
Kira went for a walk. She decided she didn't want to go out either, which after the amount she drank last night, I don't blame her.
Allison decided that she didn't want to go out at the last minute. All afternnon she was talking about getting high and doing scorpion bowls at The Rat, and I'd gotten all excited. Ah well. I'm deciding what I think about Allison. She can be really friendly at times, and at others, kind of cold and distant. Whatever...I have the room to myself, and I have no work to do, so I might as well enjoy it.
I'm beginning to wish that I did come here last year. Everyone seems to have come up to school with someone, or they're on a sports team, where everyone becomes tight really fast. ::Sigh:: I always seem to make the wrong decisions. But fuck it, it's done, and the decision was made right? I'm pledging for my sister's sorority this semester, which I will call Iota. (pronounced eye-oat-a). I'm what's called a legacy. If you have a relative in a sorority, and you want to pledge for that sorority, you're almost guaranteed a spot. If you pledge for the same sorority in the same school as your relative, you have a 100% chance of getting in, unless the people are real dicks. I know the girls are relatively cool with hazing (no eating goldfish or anything, and the pledge mom is a girl who I took an art class with eons ago; nice girl though). So I'll do some partying with them, go to the sorority's socials with the frat boys, and hopefully meet some cool girls. After my Rushing experience at Syracuse, I'm not going to get my hopes up. I may have a guaranteed spot, but if the girls are jerks, I'll just walk away from it.
So that's it. That's my weekend. Not bad...drank three nights in a row, smoked up twice, and hooked up once. Maybe my profs will be somewhat normal and I'l be all set.
Phobia of the Day: Cainotophobia- Fear of newness, novelty
Until my next ramble
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