Pickles and Milk 4/16/2004
No idea what to name this entry so I named it something random.
(Continued from the previous entry) The next day I slept until 2:30. Big woke me up to inform me that she, Steph and Maria were all going paintballing and if I would like to come. So the four of us hopped on the on-campus events bus and stayed at the Syracuse paintballing place til about 10 pm. Steph and Big stopped playing after a round because they didn't like getting hit by the paintball guns. The first few shots hurt but after that it was no big deal. Maria and I played on a team with some Asian students from Binghamton. By the end of the day I looked like I had rolled in paint. It was an awesome, relaxing way to spend the day with the girls.
The next weekend I only went out on Thursday because we were going home Friday morning for spring break. That Thursday night Corinne and I went out to Sports Bar, which was uneventful, but fun. We were supposed to go to the Beta house afterwards but we couldn't get in touch with any of the brothers so we just went back to our respective apartments. Henry had called me earlier that day to let me know he had the night off from pledging and that he wanted to hang out and drink with me. He also mentioned that he really didn't want to drink with me at the Beta house ::hint hint:: he wanted to go back to my apartment. We made tentative plans but I hadn't heard from him all night so I didn't know what the deal was. He called me around 2 am after I had gotten home to tell me that he had went to the Beta house and I wasn't there. I explained to him what happened so he said that he would come over to my apartment.
It was so odd to have another guy spend the night with me...the only guy I've ever slept with (both literally and figuratively) was Christopher. But Henry and I didn't have sex that night. We didn't even kiss actually. I'm a herb, I know. We watched George Carlin while he smoked up, until I started to nod off and then we went into my room. Before we went to sleep he said "Come here" and he pulled me into his chest. I was so nervous...I felt so dumb. But yeah...so we fell asleep like that. The next morning we were on opposite sides of the bed. I tried to get out of bed quietly, since I was closest to the wall, so I could brush my teeth and make my hair lees cave woman-like before he woke up. I crawled back into bed, but he was semi-awake at that point. I was laying on my stomach next to him and he was rubbing my back and my neck...It felt really nice but I didn't really know how to respond. We both had to be in class in an hour, and if I ever do have sex with him, I didn't want my first time with him to be a "quickie."
So yeah..we got ready and I drove him back to campus. He came back to my apartment later with his big brother through the fraternity, Greg, because he had left his phone in my car. So now Greg already knows that Henry spent the night...lovely...Ah well. Greek life is like one big grapevine.
Spring break sucked basically. I didn't do too much execpt shop for a formal gown with Rachel...my gown is gorgeous by the way...it's a dark blue that changes into black depending on the light and small dark blue beads on certain areas of the dress...the best part is the back...yeah...there is none...it goes down to my waist with only three small ties to hold it together..I love it.
Anyway, I also went to a bar with Corinne the Friday before we went back. The bar was by Hoftra University; we went because it was a midway point between where we both live and because she was meeting up with her hook-up buddy from Binghamton there. The bar was really nice. We paid $5 as a cover and I had four drinks within a thirty minute period, which is always nice. My new fav drink is vodka and pineapple juice....
On Tuesday I had gotten rejected by another one of my prospective summer research internships (Carnegie Mellon University and Hunter College had already rejected me). I had asked Henry to go to formal and he said he didn't have the $$. When I told him it was basically paid for because I had done community service with the sorority he said, "I dunno" and then changed the subject. Earlier that morning I failed a cell biology test..at least I think I failed. They expect us to read 400 pages and then give us three essay questions and expect us to pass....so yeah...I was beyond upset. Tuesday was just a bad day...so I went out bought myself a six pack of Rasberry Smirnoff Twisted and a pack of Newports. I smoked about half the pack and drank five bottles before I went to sleep. I know it wasn't the healthiest solution, but I just didn't want to think for awhile.
Wednesday was much better. I went out on Wednesday for Mug Night. Right before I left, I got a call from an unknown number...it turned out to be Shane, the guy I hooked up with at the Shamrocks party for beads. He's a sweet guy. He called to ask if I was going out tonight, and if so, where I would be...He was so cute about it! So I told him I'd be at the Rat for my usual fifteen cent chicken wings and he said he'd come by to say hello. Henry had IMed me earlier saying that he would really like to go to my formal with me but he wasn't sure if he could get permission. His pledgemaster, Mike, is dating my pledge sister, Nicole. Nicole threatened Mike that if he doesn't allow Henry to go to our formal "she would cock block Mike for the entire night." So yeah...I talked to Henry last night and he's going to formal with me...yay...
I was in the bar, chillin out with Tanya and Big when Shane walked in. Actually we were on the dance floor looking hot. But yeah..so I came over to say hello, danced a little more, and then went back to the bar to talk with Shane. I think he likes me, but I'm not sure. He's a graduating senior though, and leaving in less than a month, so there's no point in starting anything. Anyway he said that I looked really good that night and that he loved my halter top...he should like it seeing as it didn't cover much..heheh...anyway...
A weird thing happened at the bar. This girl in my sorority, Staci, was hooking up with John, Chris's best friend. I assumed that after our lovely break up that Chris's suitemates hated me (since my friends hate Chris) so I've always avoided them when I see them. John was passing by me at the bar and then stopped and just grinned at me. I dunno I couldn't help but grin back...I felt sheepish I guess...it's kind of immature what's going on with the whole Chris thing. He says "Hey" and gives me a handshake. He says, "Can I ask you a question about L Train (Chris's nickname)?" I'm like "OK.." He asks, "Are you guys finished?" Um yeah....since like February...So I just nodded. He says, "He never talks about you. He never talked about you when you two were together. He's just a really private guy I guess." Um, no actually he used me for sex, and the reason he didn't EVER introduce me to, his friends or talk about me is because he simply didn't care. I shrugged and said, "Whatever...I'm not gonna say anything about him because you're his friend." He nodded and then just kind of walked away. It was the oddest conversation....it hurt though that Chris never spoke about me...I guess it's better than spreading rumors about me or something...whatever...I'm done with Christopher.
Shane drove us home from the bar and before I got out he said he'd call me. True to his word he called me last night (I stayed in to read my feminist theory book...I'm a closet feminist). Anyway, he asks where I was and I said that I stayed in that night. He couldn't hear me too well because he kept saying, "What?" so he basically just told me "to be good" and we said good-bye. Since when do guys like me...?
So yeah...I'm going out tonight to a bar or something. Saturday night should be sick. We have a mixer with Chi Phi, Mark invited me to the wrestling party, Alpha Sig is having after hours, and Beta's having a "Carribean Craze" party...so yeah...the weekend should be interesting...
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