New Years Eve 1/3/2004
Have you ever noticed that you always seem to have the best time when you least expect it? Well, that was my New Years Eve…This guy named James from this frat who I’ll call BTP was having a party at his house. Most of my pledge class was invited, and for those who weren’t (like me) we got invited by the girls who were so 6/10 of us ended up going…me, Corinne, Erin, Ashley, Nicole, and Lauren.
Corinne called me the night before I was supposed to take the train to Erin’s and told me that she (Corinne) was going to the party after all. So the next day Corinne picked me up at my Dad’s store in West Hempstead, since she lives in Queens. We got to Staten Island around six o’clock. By that time I had to use the bathroom so badly I was in physical pain…I felt bad walking into this kid James’ house, not only uninvited, but three hours early, and then ask to use his bathroom. Whatever…the party had barely started, with maybe a handful of people walking around. Me and the rest of the girls left to go and have dinner and talk. Ashley left to use the bathroom at one point. Erin went with her and then came back to tell us she heard Ashley throwing up. Ashley, apparently, has bulimia. Shed’s been doing it ever since she and her long-time boyfriend broke up. Before New Years Eve I didn’t understand how you could like someone so much (as Ash claimed she loved her boyfriend) and cheat on them. Now I understand…
The dinner overall was good and we left for the party at around seven. I called Chris quickly to tell him Happy New Year. I mentioned that I would be wrecked later on that night…I dunno why exactly I mentioned that….
The party in the beginning was very uneventful, other than Lauren breaking an entire bottle of wine.
James’ brother Danny wasn’t conventionally cute (very thuggish) but he was the biggest playboy I ever met. I think he flirted with my entire pledge class…and I’m not talking innocent flirting…Like I was kind of leaning over the counter, and he came up behind me and grabbed me by my hips, and..well…I’m blushing. He pretended to do something, is all I will say.
I’ve never been the one to get hit on by a lot of guys. I’m usually the quiet nerd in the corner. That night, however, I was the loud nerd getting hit on by three (yes, three!) different boys. The first was named Seth, who was very shirt, but very sweet (at first anyway). He’s now the second boy in my life to call me pretty. I was more flattered than attracted. I ended up kissing him (twice) but fairly quickly. Definitely not a good kisser, and he became really obnoxious once he started drinking so I just kind of ignored him.
Ari, who was in an entry or two from last semester, arrived. I used to like Ari, but he hooked up with two of my friends, Danielle and Christine, so I always stayed away from him. But it’s been a year now, and both girls are happily involved in relationships, so it’s not so bad. I don’t know what happened, we just started flirting hard-core. He yelled at me to not mess up his hair, and then I leaned over. I was basically in his lap and had an arm-wrestling contest with him…so yeah, it was fun. He called me over at one point to introduce me to his pledge brother named Mo. (Mortichye..can’t spell…is his full name). I don’t know if Mo asked to be introduced to me, but Mo, Ari and I ended up hanging out. It turns out that Mo loves tequila, which is how we got to talking. Then, at another point during the party it was me, Ari’s friend from high school, and Ari just chillen out. Ari actually wants to be a lawyer, which is something that I never knew…I don’t know, it was just a good conversation. Then Mo pulled up a chair, so basically it was three boys flirting with me.
Most girls find it no big deal when boys flirt with them…but since it almost never happens to me, I was duly shocked. It was just so awesome to be around really nice guys who were interested in talking to me.
I’m not quite sure what happened but Ari and I started talking about weed, and I mentioned that I REALLY wanted to smoke up tonight. So Ari pulls out two dime bags and asks if I want to. I agreed, and we ended up smoking up outside with two other guys. It was so awesome because Ari says, "And only you…I don’t want you bringing all of your friends outside to smoke…just you." Hehehe…it felt nice to be the one to get a personal invitation from a guy for once…So then I went back inside after smoking because the guy I had originally hooked up with came outside with a video camera.
I went downstairs to the basement where everyone was getting ready to go to sleep. I somehow ended next to Mo…he had forgotten his pillow at home and had to sleep on a towel, which I thought was hilarious. He ended up sleeping on my pillow with his arm around me…to tell you the truth I did nothing to stop it. I don’t know why I let him…he kept rubbing my back and my neck…and I was such a frigid bitch…I did nothing to stop it. I felt like a bastard because I was cheating on Chris and a bastard because I was teasing Mo. It just felt nice to have a guy’s attention…to know that I was wanted.
Sleep was impossible. It was FREEZING down in the basement and people kept coming downstairs to be assholes. Some woman, a family friend of James, came downstairs to lecture us about keeping our underwear on…she actually went as far as lifting up each of the girls’ blankets to make sure we were dressed. I laughed along with everyone else, but I was really fucking pissed. Then the cops came and everyone had to hide downstairs, which meant having my blanket and pillow stepped on by drunk people. Then Corinne, who was ragingly drunk, kept yelling at all of us to get naked. Whenever someone was about to enter the basement she screamed up to them that we were naked, which didn’t help matters. Finally, it started to quiet down. Mo, throughout most of it, kept rubbing my stomach, back and neck. I just laid there, shivering from the cold and from having an unfamiliar but inarguably interesting boy touch me. I did nothing, which I still question. Now, I made Mo feel bad because I teased him and did nothing, which was never my intent. He’s such a nice guy…
The next morning I got up in time to watch the second half of the video. (The entire party was videotaped…it was annoying last night, but next morning, watching everyone act like drunken fools was extremely entertaining). There was a few minutes where the camera focused on me and Mo snuggling on the floor together. The entire room went "Awwwww," and I must’ve turned bright red. Mo didn’t talk to me the next morning, so I didn’t really know what to do. I left with Corinne at around ten a.m. and got to her house around 12:30 since we stopped off to get gyros. So yea…we snacked on the floor with our gyros and onion rings from possibly the best gyro place in queens and then crashed for three hours until my Dad came to pick me up…it was great. So….I had an extremely interesting New Years….
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