My college career got downed with a couple of beers

--Common

Therefore, I am not going out and partying (maybe even drinking) for a while now, or at least in heavy moderation. In fact, I've failed my first two exams. I have two more on Monday, a speech tomorrow, a business proposal soon, and a group presentation even sooner.

Priorities:
-Grades
-Phi Delta Chi
-RUHA Fundraiser
-Relationship

And that's about all I have time for right now.

PS. 'Guy A's name is Mike and I am dating him. Also, we are going to meet my mom and brother this weekend for sushi (on me, womp womp).

Timeline

of a ridiculously sober night.

I. Supposed to go to Busch
A. To hook up with 'Guy B'
B. Didn't feel like waiting for a bus to go to a small party
II. Met Sonia, Val, and Em at the frat with Sarah
A. Got there too early
B. Then, it got ridiculous
C. I could only have one beer.
i. My stomach hated me.
III. Friends disappeared
A. Got creeped out by an "honorary brother" (lie) named Sal
B. Went to the Grease Trucks
C. Met up with them, but Sarah wanted a sandwich
D. Went back to frat, borrowed $10 from 'Guy E' - nicknamed Rocketman.
E. Saw 'Guy D' trying to get into the frat, but he couldn't - no connections, no girls
F. Didn't get a sandwich, had $10, said peace to my friends
G. Got approached by like 4 guys to get them into the party
IV. Gas leak
A. 3 potential (separate) fights involving 'Guy A'
V. Meeting 'Guy F' - 'Guy G's' (my ex boyfriend's) roommate.
A. Being approached by a crackhead
i. To get a ride home
ii. To drink his mystery drink
B. Talked for 20 minutes about 'Guy G' stalking me online

What a random night. This morning I made pancakes for 'Guy A' and my roommates. You know what? I'm happy.

PF Chang's

is so yummy! 'Guy A' took me to lunch today. He dropped a good $75 too. Tastes so good.

Last night, I went over and played beer pong, and this past weekend I went over to two of their parties. Got sick at one. I'm a dope.

Tonight, I'm studying for a Pharmacology exam (next Thursday), and then I'm going over with my roommate for some White Russians. Around the World Night, baby! Tomorrow, I'm trying to hook up with 'Guy B' at a party and maybe stop by 'Guy A's party. Saturday, my friends and I are going to picnic in Central Park. Thanks, NJ Transit Free Train Week. Then studying and oops, partying.

Next weekend is a theme party, but I want one NOW. My birthday is coming up pretty soon, too. Oh yeah, Sarah went home last weekend and, 'Guy A' and I took "the plunge." We're still not official, as per my... to put it nicely - requests. He keeps asking me to be his girlfriend, and all I can say is "too soon."

By the way, I just got invited to the invite-only dinner that's taking place tomorrow for the co-ed pharmacy fraternity. That's exciting.

Duh, Blogger

Now, I know what I wanted to say before. Last night, we got a fat sandwich and split it between us. Oops, not enough! Well, we were complaining about it at the back door, and the back door duty was like "I'll take care of it. Watch this." So he grabs the nearest kid and is like "Yo, have you been drinking beer? There's a five dollar cover." So, then, he's like, "Here, take this to [so and so]," and I'm like "Okay, I think he's doing front door."

Haha, and that's the story of the free fat sandwich. So, I went to the Grease Trucks, cut everyone, and I got a fat sandwich without waiting. Except the guy like dropped it, but my hand shot out SO fast, which is funny because I was drunk. Everyone was like "Ohhhh." And the Grease Truck Guy was like "Nice catch."

Next up: Get my picture on the Grease Trucks. Without making out with another girl or taking off my clothes.

This could be

my last 'no sex' post. Or not. Last night my friend came down and we partied. I am pledging a pharmacy fraternity, so we stopped by there for a bit. Then, I went to 'Guy A's and we tried to hook my friend (who is attractive) up with 'Guy A's friend. It worked, I guess, but 'Guy A' and I got kicked out of his room, so we came back to my place for the first time.

My roommate went home for the weekend.

'Guy A' wants to (and this is a quote) "rock my world tonight." Maybe I won't get drunk. Or maybe I'll get very drunk. Big penis- pro AND con! Hahaha, that's what I told my brother. He laughed.

I ran into 'Guy D' last night, too. He had called me to find a party, and then we had ended up at the same place again. Wow. Also, it's homecoming weekend. Football game going on, which, sadly, I'm missing. It's just hard to get tickets now.

This morning I went back to the frat to retrieve my friend, and 'Guy A' made me pancakes. Then I took a nap because he doesn't want me tired tonight (very classy), and when I woke up he was giving me pasta! Yum. Good boy.

First date

Double Date. Completely wasn't aware until a couple followed us to 'Guy A's car. Said couple is actually in a long term relationship, and the girl lives in the frat house with her boyfriend, who is 'Guy A's frat big brother. I heard a lot about him, so it was nice to meet him, but I felt a twinge of discomfort throughout the whole movie (which was Superbad, which was awesome again). I wish I had paid though. I don't want this to turn into a dependent relationship- purposefully or inadvertently!

When we got home, we sat on the porch, me deciding if I should go home, and undoubtedly, him trying to read my mind. His frat big brother had gone inside, but didn't leave without saying "Are you staying over tonight?" I hope I made a face because that's my business, buddy.

I did.

I'm going to stop for a while. He asked me to be his girlfriend again, and I feel like every day there are more reasons to go out with him, and then fewer but more solid reasons to not go out with him. He said he would wait a long time for me to make up my mind. When asked what a long time was, he said 6 months, a response to which I almost choked. Thrown off for the third time. We have a bet that we won't be official this month. He thinks I'll cave, and of course, I think I won't. Too bad he made it competitive.

Also, last night was the first that I haven't drank in like 9 days. Thus, making it the first night I've been over 'Guy A's sober.

I'm actually leaving to go study with 'Guy A' pretty soon. It'll be a nice change from me not studying ever. I hate being lazy.

Last night I didn't drink. Notice the tags.

Frat night

Ever show up first to a party? It's a little awkward, but at least you get to be up next for beer pong! Plus, it filled up FAST. 'Guy C' who lives a few floors above us and who "gave me a ride in a Porsche" (which is code for letting me get high for the first time on a vaporizer) invited me so I brought my roommates, one of their boyfriends, and my friend and SGTS co-founder.

We got pretty trashed. I got flagged, recited my ABC's backwards, and decided to get a drink and go to the other frat. My second home practically. So sad.

I actually danced like a maniac but I think some guy had the intention of making me pregnant. Anyway, 'Guy A' had gone to get me a drink and he got jealous. He pulled me over and was like "I can't leave you alone for a second. I'm going to kick that guy (the Babymaker) out." If i didn't say so, 'Guy A' is a brother. It's true you can't leave me alone for a second.

Well, it wasn't as much fun, crowded, or long as the other night's party, but it was fun anyway. My roommates had a great time minus one who had miscommunication problems with me, but that's straightened out, so that's all that matters. I actually saw people I met during the week, like this freshman from Boston and her Filipino gay friend. It's kind of nice, seeing people again who you've bonded with, but only once.

Oh, I also ran into 'Boy D' who I shouldn't even give a letter to. It's not even something I will pursue, and neither will he. I'll just put him in there, because freshman year I made out with one of my now roommates and that night he did, too. It was her birthday. I almost made out with him, but I had a boyfriend. So instead, I gave him a lapdance. Classy, right? More like black out. That's why I don't drink vodka anymore, ladies and gentlemen. Anyway, he's got it going on, but he thinks too highly of himself. He also dropped out to go to community college. and we exchanged numbers. 'Guy A' was jealous again. Same old, same old. So, for anonymity's sake, there's a waste of a letter, and there's the background of it.

Last night was the drunkest I've been so far. I made out with 'Guy A' on the porch (which is no biggie, but new since we usually make out in his room in private), and I got 2 cups spilled all over my legs. Last night was 'Guy A's drunkest night as well, and when he put me to bed, he kept repeating "Why won't you go out with me?" to which I replied "Too soon." and he said "I'll wait as long as you need." I'm scared. Rule #1: Don't Commit. You're smarter than that. (More about that on a later date.)

Today at the involvement fair, we were so last minute that we painted our organizations' sign at the fair. However, it was nice. Got to meet new people. About 8 pages of people signed up, so I'm a little nervous about presenting something promising and interesting and large and do-able to them tomorrow at the meeting. See, I'm the president and we're in a transition state as far as mission statement and whatnot. So right now we're sort of... floating. Like I'm doing with my academic life.

Alright, 'Guy A' and I have a date tonight, so I should study. I need to call 'Guy B' up for a sandwich and a walk which he owes me.