Before Work
It's one week after the Danville excurrsion (sp?). The trip was completely awesome. We got up there Friday night and hung out in Melanie's room for awhile. Somehow she managed to squeeze 12 people into that sardine can of a dorm room. Thus the pre-party was had. We all hung out, met some Centre people and drank. I think a couple people were slightly impressed by how quickly I was putting Select away heh. Then Mary Bess dawned her roller blades and Solo Cup and we were off to the beta house.
I'd like to clear something up. I hate frats. I hate their practices, I hate the people in them, I hate the entire concept of them in general. That being said, Centre frats are hardly that. These people don't act like the over priviledged, pampered assholes that I've come to associate with Greek organizations. Thus, I soften my opinion on the matter and concede yet another arguement to Melanie...
So anyway, I'm having fun getting drunk and meeting all these new people, even danced a little. Then the PS came... PS is short for Prospective Student. They stay with another student who's job is to watch them and recruit them. Well this was a 17 year old golf recruit that Jenny was charged with. This girl had never been drunk before...and someone gave her five shots of something really fast... Can we see where this is going. This girl dragged me into a corner and practically molested me. I say dragged because I remember standing outside on the patio and the next thing I know I'm in a corner with this girl whose name is not even registering in my head. I somehow pulled myself away and managed to coerce (sp?) her back to the main group. This did not last long as she dragged me to the SAE house. Again, these guys were cool too but I had a slightly larger problem. Mainly this underage girl saying she'll have sex with me for a beer the entire block up to the house, telling me she had a boyfriend back home, then telling me she'd have sex with me for some more alcohol again.
What am I thinking during this? "WHY ISN'T ANYONE TRYING TO COCK BLOCK ME DAMNIT!?!" After a few minutes in the SAE house I managed to get back to the group with her again. This time I got smart and ninjaed away for a bit. Success! I lost her! Course...so did everyone else, so a manhunt began. Luckily by time Jenny found her the girl was sober enough to know it was time for bed...
We chilled at the house until around 2 when the music had to be shut off. This is when the night got really weird for me. I've never been much when it comes to the opposite sex. Specifically, I don't know how to react when I'm suddenly making out with a girl completely out of my league. We all went back to Melanie's dorm a little after 2. There's more to say here, but again, I'm an awkward, dorky and don't know what to make of it or how to handle it. Friday helped me clear my head of a lot of things though. Definitely a needed hiatus.
Saturday we went to Cracker Barrel and then to the nature reserve with Katie where we got lost on the trails for a bit. After several hours in the woods we went back to Melanie's and got some pizza and watched some movies. The rest of Saturday night is too fuzzy to really relate. I had probably 6 shots of vodka (100 proof) in under 45 minutes, so I was farely messed up. And I had at least 2 beers in addition. Thus the night isn't really there. I remember the Beta house again, walking (staggering) with Jenny to my car and back a couple times because I wanted her to drink my beer for me, then somehow ending up talking underneath a tree somewhere. I don't remember getting back to Melanie's...but I woke up on the floor aching all over...
Sunday we left and I was a sad panda...
So that was last weekend in a nutshell. A further update will be done over this week, as some stuff happened, but I have to be at work in 15 so that will be for another day.
I'd like to clear something up. I hate frats. I hate their practices, I hate the people in them, I hate the entire concept of them in general. That being said, Centre frats are hardly that. These people don't act like the over priviledged, pampered assholes that I've come to associate with Greek organizations. Thus, I soften my opinion on the matter and concede yet another arguement to Melanie...
So anyway, I'm having fun getting drunk and meeting all these new people, even danced a little. Then the PS came... PS is short for Prospective Student. They stay with another student who's job is to watch them and recruit them. Well this was a 17 year old golf recruit that Jenny was charged with. This girl had never been drunk before...and someone gave her five shots of something really fast... Can we see where this is going. This girl dragged me into a corner and practically molested me. I say dragged because I remember standing outside on the patio and the next thing I know I'm in a corner with this girl whose name is not even registering in my head. I somehow pulled myself away and managed to coerce (sp?) her back to the main group. This did not last long as she dragged me to the SAE house. Again, these guys were cool too but I had a slightly larger problem. Mainly this underage girl saying she'll have sex with me for a beer the entire block up to the house, telling me she had a boyfriend back home, then telling me she'd have sex with me for some more alcohol again.
What am I thinking during this? "WHY ISN'T ANYONE TRYING TO COCK BLOCK ME DAMNIT!?!" After a few minutes in the SAE house I managed to get back to the group with her again. This time I got smart and ninjaed away for a bit. Success! I lost her! Course...so did everyone else, so a manhunt began. Luckily by time Jenny found her the girl was sober enough to know it was time for bed...
We chilled at the house until around 2 when the music had to be shut off. This is when the night got really weird for me. I've never been much when it comes to the opposite sex. Specifically, I don't know how to react when I'm suddenly making out with a girl completely out of my league. We all went back to Melanie's dorm a little after 2. There's more to say here, but again, I'm an awkward, dorky and don't know what to make of it or how to handle it. Friday helped me clear my head of a lot of things though. Definitely a needed hiatus.
Saturday we went to Cracker Barrel and then to the nature reserve with Katie where we got lost on the trails for a bit. After several hours in the woods we went back to Melanie's and got some pizza and watched some movies. The rest of Saturday night is too fuzzy to really relate. I had probably 6 shots of vodka (100 proof) in under 45 minutes, so I was farely messed up. And I had at least 2 beers in addition. Thus the night isn't really there. I remember the Beta house again, walking (staggering) with Jenny to my car and back a couple times because I wanted her to drink my beer for me, then somehow ending up talking underneath a tree somewhere. I don't remember getting back to Melanie's...but I woke up on the floor aching all over...
Sunday we left and I was a sad panda...
So that was last weekend in a nutshell. A further update will be done over this week, as some stuff happened, but I have to be at work in 15 so that will be for another day.