Hey Team,
So J is being a bitch. We're sitting in the green room and he's being as asshole all over my life. I called him out for calling me a bitch and he was like "well you are" and went on to tell me that someone agreed with him. Ugh, what a cunt.
That's all,
see you in 2 days!
-Rorie
Also, my RA and his girl friend broke up again!!! Happy day!!!!
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Sunday, November 2, 2008
Failure!
Hey team!
Alright once again this promises to be a long as fuck post because its been like a million weeks. So here it goes:
The weekend before Halloween, not Halloween weekend, Lydia came to visit, which was marvelous. Saturday she and I went to the football game against University of Chicago which we (Denison) won and it was amazing! We sat right in front of the cheerleaders and Lyd made fun of J and O, which was terribly satisfying. Lyd also thinks that J is gay, which is what Wondergirl (my philosophy teacher thought).
Oh I just relaized y'all are super behind. So at some point during that first week i was in love with j I went to my philosophy teacher to get something and ended up telling her everything about me and J. He's in her class so Its kind of adorable because she and I like have moments in class. I meet with her on a regular basis to discuss philosophy and we always end up discussing my relationships, its super cute.
Anyways, Lyd made fun of O and J right in front of them and I loved it. As soon as the DU UC game was over my friend Jenny drove us into Columbus to tailgate the OSU Penn State game. So we get there and I look super cute in my OSU jersey (number 2 for my boy terelle!) and R is wearing his jersey and we wander Columbus and EVERYONE was decked out in OSU crap and its incredible. We finally go over to the horseshoe (that is to say the OSU stadium) to tailgate and it was completely nuts. The whole parking lot (like all the way around) was completely packed with tents with people grilling and watching the Michigan game and drinking. It was fucking incredible.
Sp we watched the game with Rob's friend B who like goes all the way back to kindergarten with him, and some other gorgeous ROTC (pronounced rot-see) and there was this whole cute text message exchange in which B found out R and I aren't a couple. Then we shuffled around so that B and I got to sit next to each other and he did a really cute holding my hand maneuver, which was slightly destroyed by my manic despair toward the end of the game, which we lost. The point is that we ended up having sex, which was alright, because B, being a marine and all, has an absolutely stunning body, completely fucking gorgeous, but kind of an anti-climatically sized cock.
So then there was some weirdness with R, because I have a crush on him and turns out he likes me too and blahdy blah. Luckily the prescence of Lyd helped and we just talked baout everything until like 5 in the morning. Then Lyd and I took a cab ride back form OSU at 7 am, which was terrifying because out driver was falling asleep.
Oh and, in case you hadn't already guessed, I have not heard from B, and don't expect to, but I'm a little concerned because he isn't taking R's calls either, which is sad, since they've known each other so long.
Well since it's been such a long time since all this actually happened Im probably going to forget stuff, but whatever.
Halloween weekend was its own personal kind of crazy, ill tell you why.
Friday night was fantastic. I went to a party hosted by a couple of the guys in Something's Afoot (whihc is the production Im in right now) and so all of the theater people and the choir people and artsy folk were there and it was super fun. I got like just the right amount drunk and I played a really close game of beruit and it was super sweet. I also ran into this guy that I met at June-o who I had really liked. We were sort of friends at the beginning of the year but not really so I was bummed because I had a crush on him etc. So we hung out at this party and he ended up walking me back to beta (very far from his dorm) at like 230am and he kissed me goodnight for like half an hour on the front step. I was so good! I didn't invite him or do anythign inapproriate or anything, because I really like him right? Oh and while we were mackin' it my friend Mike like needed to enter the house and awkwarded up and was like "how's the front step treating you?" it was super adorable. Anyways, I totally did everything right, so right in fact that he must have gotten the impression that I wanted to date him because he avided me the next night and 3 days later asked my friend M (from A-town and starring in the musical) to tell me that he really likes me but he doesn't want to date me. It was super lame.
There is a bit more to that though, because the next night when he ignored me, he was doing it in the bunker a.k.a. J's dorm. The boys threw a party and I went because a. his roommater Danger, who I made out with on homecoming, invited me and b. because I said I might not go and J stright up begged me to. Well guess who served me a six shot drink which i downed right away at said party, J's girlfirend. It sucked and I swear I almost told her what an ass her boyfriend is, but I didn't.
Gosh, I'm trying to remember what the fuck else has happened in my life and I'm sort of forgetting...
So the following week was production week for Something's Afoot, which totally sucked, like hardcore. I didn't sleep at all and had like a billion assignments due. And I was so lame that weekend. Friday night I went into easton, which is a town that is a giant mall, and went shopping and ate good food. Saturday night R came over and we watched the OSU game we had missed and drank some and it was very chill and nice, but not interesting. Except that Rob somehow managed to get legit drunk, whereas I was drinking because I enjoy a drink, so he got a little ridiculous, and it was very silly.
Alright once again this promises to be a long as fuck post because its been like a million weeks. So here it goes:
The weekend before Halloween, not Halloween weekend, Lydia came to visit, which was marvelous. Saturday she and I went to the football game against University of Chicago which we (Denison) won and it was amazing! We sat right in front of the cheerleaders and Lyd made fun of J and O, which was terribly satisfying. Lyd also thinks that J is gay, which is what Wondergirl (my philosophy teacher thought).
Oh I just relaized y'all are super behind. So at some point during that first week i was in love with j I went to my philosophy teacher to get something and ended up telling her everything about me and J. He's in her class so Its kind of adorable because she and I like have moments in class. I meet with her on a regular basis to discuss philosophy and we always end up discussing my relationships, its super cute.
Anyways, Lyd made fun of O and J right in front of them and I loved it. As soon as the DU UC game was over my friend Jenny drove us into Columbus to tailgate the OSU Penn State game. So we get there and I look super cute in my OSU jersey (number 2 for my boy terelle!) and R is wearing his jersey and we wander Columbus and EVERYONE was decked out in OSU crap and its incredible. We finally go over to the horseshoe (that is to say the OSU stadium) to tailgate and it was completely nuts. The whole parking lot (like all the way around) was completely packed with tents with people grilling and watching the Michigan game and drinking. It was fucking incredible.
Sp we watched the game with Rob's friend B who like goes all the way back to kindergarten with him, and some other gorgeous ROTC (pronounced rot-see) and there was this whole cute text message exchange in which B found out R and I aren't a couple. Then we shuffled around so that B and I got to sit next to each other and he did a really cute holding my hand maneuver, which was slightly destroyed by my manic despair toward the end of the game, which we lost. The point is that we ended up having sex, which was alright, because B, being a marine and all, has an absolutely stunning body, completely fucking gorgeous, but kind of an anti-climatically sized cock.
So then there was some weirdness with R, because I have a crush on him and turns out he likes me too and blahdy blah. Luckily the prescence of Lyd helped and we just talked baout everything until like 5 in the morning. Then Lyd and I took a cab ride back form OSU at 7 am, which was terrifying because out driver was falling asleep.
Oh and, in case you hadn't already guessed, I have not heard from B, and don't expect to, but I'm a little concerned because he isn't taking R's calls either, which is sad, since they've known each other so long.
Well since it's been such a long time since all this actually happened Im probably going to forget stuff, but whatever.
Halloween weekend was its own personal kind of crazy, ill tell you why.
Friday night was fantastic. I went to a party hosted by a couple of the guys in Something's Afoot (whihc is the production Im in right now) and so all of the theater people and the choir people and artsy folk were there and it was super fun. I got like just the right amount drunk and I played a really close game of beruit and it was super sweet. I also ran into this guy that I met at June-o who I had really liked. We were sort of friends at the beginning of the year but not really so I was bummed because I had a crush on him etc. So we hung out at this party and he ended up walking me back to beta (very far from his dorm) at like 230am and he kissed me goodnight for like half an hour on the front step. I was so good! I didn't invite him or do anythign inapproriate or anything, because I really like him right? Oh and while we were mackin' it my friend Mike like needed to enter the house and awkwarded up and was like "how's the front step treating you?" it was super adorable. Anyways, I totally did everything right, so right in fact that he must have gotten the impression that I wanted to date him because he avided me the next night and 3 days later asked my friend M (from A-town and starring in the musical) to tell me that he really likes me but he doesn't want to date me. It was super lame.
There is a bit more to that though, because the next night when he ignored me, he was doing it in the bunker a.k.a. J's dorm. The boys threw a party and I went because a. his roommater Danger, who I made out with on homecoming, invited me and b. because I said I might not go and J stright up begged me to. Well guess who served me a six shot drink which i downed right away at said party, J's girlfirend. It sucked and I swear I almost told her what an ass her boyfriend is, but I didn't.
Gosh, I'm trying to remember what the fuck else has happened in my life and I'm sort of forgetting...
So the following week was production week for Something's Afoot, which totally sucked, like hardcore. I didn't sleep at all and had like a billion assignments due. And I was so lame that weekend. Friday night I went into easton, which is a town that is a giant mall, and went shopping and ate good food. Saturday night R came over and we watched the OSU game we had missed and drank some and it was very chill and nice, but not interesting. Except that Rob somehow managed to get legit drunk, whereas I was drinking because I enjoy a drink, so he got a little ridiculous, and it was very silly.
He is driving me absolutely nuts because he keeps giving me these ridiculously mixed signals that I can;t understand at all and he's having like a million problems with his ex girlfriend. It's craziness.
Anyways so the following week I worked my butt off, but not actually hard enough. Oh, and I wrote J a really angry letter. Wondergirl read it and gave me some feedback and I wrote a second draft and then gave it to him Wednesday night. he actually reacted very differently than I expected. he was like super nice to me and all of a sudden he wants to talk (I know right? where the fuck was he when I was upset?) so I guess we'll do that and see how it goes.
The show opened on thursday and its been a pretty good run so far. I promise to post some pictures of me with a mustache on facebook so y'all can see how spectacular it is. Thursday night most of the cast went to the bar with the director and the choreographer and the director proceeded to buy those of us who are underaged drinks, and then grabbed one of the girl's asses, it was ridiculous. He is like the greatest stereotype of an aging theater person, its so funny.
Friday night was the first cast party, and it was alright. There was lots of booze which is always good, and I got shwastey which is also always good,but remember that guy who kissed me on halloween? yeah he was there and all over some other ladies, it made me sad, I actually really liked him a lot. Well and J was there and that guy KG went on a date with who I later kissed and then he ran away from me during Picasso (anyone remember that? I do.) But he and I actually had a pretty good chat, so thats good. Yeah, end of the night I went to T-Bell with a bunch of the guys and they were all cool and my friend Kenan fell off his chair. It was fun
Today is Saturday, it's 1:59 in the morning and I just ran outside and smoked a joint with my friend Kadus, who's pretty ballin'. I did not go out tonight because I was exhausted. i was hoping to just chill in my room and watch a movie and be a girl, but my fucking roommate didn't go out because apparently she has no life. She actually kicked me out of the room this whole afternoon, when I also wanted to take a nap and stay in and relax before the show, but no, I didn't get to do that at all.
Ugh I want to come home so bad it's totally killing me!!! I miss everyone and my bed. But hey, 5 days! Its sooo close, you'll all see me very soon!!
xoxo
-Ro
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Uhgggggggggg
So midweek posts are not really my style but shit went down this week so I thought y'all ought to know....
So I went to Cheer leading on Thursday at which J told my friend O, who lives in my house (he's the one I made out with the weekend KG got drunk) that his girlfriend is moving to Newark, which is the closest town to where Denison is. He didn't even tell me himself.
So then I cried for a while and called Lyd and cried at her and texted J to tell him that we needed to have a legitimate talk. So I think he knows that something is up, but he's failing at handling it well.
So I hate everything, and I'm really sad, but I'll get over it eventually. Hopefully this weekend will be great, its homecoming so we'll see how it goes.
-R
So I went to Cheer leading on Thursday at which J told my friend O, who lives in my house (he's the one I made out with the weekend KG got drunk) that his girlfriend is moving to Newark, which is the closest town to where Denison is. He didn't even tell me himself.
So then I cried for a while and called Lyd and cried at her and texted J to tell him that we needed to have a legitimate talk. So I think he knows that something is up, but he's failing at handling it well.
So I hate everything, and I'm really sad, but I'll get over it eventually. Hopefully this weekend will be great, its homecoming so we'll see how it goes.
-R
Monday, October 13, 2008
So...yeah...
Hey everyone,
So this weekend was weird as hell, and not in the fun way, so this will mostly be a kind of emo entry.
So Thursday night after (while) making out with J in the stacks we had another conversation in which I told him that we needed to stop doing what we're doing. Granted, it wasn't terribly convincing since I had my hand in his waistband when I said it, but I actually explained to him everything about how I would demand things he had no obligation to give me etc. And he took it well (he always does) especially because I told him that I'm sort of incapable of resisting him, and I have a kind of insatiable carnal desire for him. We joked about how I was going to try and resist and that I wouldn't be able to do it, and I told him I was determined and then he said something that was rather beautifully worded: he said it wouldn't last because I am "a woman who flies be her whim." and I am, so it didn't last.
Friday night we were studying philosophy and drinking every time the word "form" showed up, which is all the fucking time when you're studying Socrates, Aristotle and Plato, so I got drunk. He stopped drinking way before I did because he had given double red cells at the blood drive that day. The point is that I was really really drunk. It was funny because we weren't really alone ever, there was always someone else around so I had to be all subtle about wanting to jump him. At one point his roommate left the room and I like attacked him. (He loves it). Later, when we had given up on studying on the grounds that my hyppocampus was probably completely incapable of functioning properly, we went to watch tv. (We being J, his roommate, and myself.) Well at one point I left the room and when I came back they were man cuddling and watching Pretty Woman so I lay down on top of both of them and they each had an arm around me and I fell completely asleep for awhile. It was adorable. Later J walked me home and we made out really heavily for awhile and then parted.
So Saturday day was an important game between OSU and Purdue, which I was really looking forward to. We were pretty sure we were gonna win because Purdue got their asses kicked last weekend and have been failing a little bit. It was a huge weekend for football, a whole bunch of the best teams got kicked by teams who used to worse than them. Anyways, R woke me up at 11 with a loud knock and came in and we chatted about dreams and then went to lunch. he said something at lunch about how there were some people you only see as friends, implying thats how he saw me and I was like "phew" and then relaxed a little. So then a really wonderful thing happened. At like 3 when i was heading over to kappa Sig to watch the game I spied a motorcycle on the way and almost died. It was one of the sexist bikes I've ever seen. 2006 Harley with all of this chrome work and this really nice sweeping exhaust pipe, and it had Hawaii plates. So i got into Kappa Sig and was like "rob who's bike is that!?" and he said he didn't know and then asked this guy witting there if it was his, and I looked at the guy who answered and actually fell in love, right there.
C, a 22 year old Iraq veteran, specifically a marine. He bought the bike from one of his buddies who had a foot injury when he got back to Hawaii where he was stationed,from Iraq. He is the older brother of one of the guys who lives in Kappa Sig and oh my God he is so beautiful I can't even describe it. he just seemed so adult. He was polite and sweet and clever and he revved his bike for me and it was amazing. I was completely in love with him after 2 minutes of conversation. he lives about 20 minutes from campus and visits his brother fairly often so I'm hoping he'll come back soon and I can give him my number etc. I miss him already! He would be such a perfect boyfriend for me, ugh. So...yeah...I'm obsessed.
But nothing works out perfectly immediately so then comes Saturday night. We closed the show and thus the final cast party happened, which was pretty fun. KG got real drunk again but without vomit or suicide contemplation thank God. She left pretty early and i embarrassed myself by relentlessly hitting on the guy she went on a date with. It was weird because he thinks I' gorgeous (his word) but he also thinks I'm a bitch and he doesn't want to be a jerk to KG and then he basically ran away from me. So...yeah...that was embarrassing, I haven't seen him since, we'll see how it goes. So then when I got back to Beta (after falling down a hill and dropping my phone while talking to R) R was there and I cuddled up on him for awhile and it was really nice, he put his arms around me and squeezed and everything, it was so sweet, and not at all platonic. So lord knows whats going on wit the two of us, we'll figure it out eventually I guess. I also fell down a flight of stairs onto my back and am in fairly horrible pain but nothing broke so I don't get a legit pain killer. I do, however, have a spectacular bruise.
Alright, here's where the weirdness happens. Things with J had been fine because I mostly didn't want to kiss him even I had purely carnal needs so I hadn't been too worried about not getting the things I was going to want. So when I call J a song plays instead of it just ringing. Now I have no idea what the song is, I just heard it when I call him. So Sunday I was looking at some music on itunes because we had been listening to The Hush Sound and I really liked them (they're amazing) and was perusing songs and I clicked on one and it was the one that plays when I call J (we intertwined off their first album) and I immediately had this feeling of warmth and happiness at the thought of him, a completely overpowering feeling, a feeling that is usually completely wonderful and incredible, and then I burst into tears. That feeling, is not ok. That feeling might mean that I'm in love with J. Like really in love, like can't get him out of my mind, like happier every time I see him in love. So...yeah...that sucks.
So now I feel completely horrible, like getting somewhere close to how I felt after Travis's party summer before my senior year...awful. I can't be in love with him, let's go over why. First he has a girl friend and at this point I am thinking that he is actually cheating on her with me and that this open relationship is something he made up to make me ok with it. I think this because of his facebook page, and the fact that none of his friends know that he and I are hooking up, and because he was talking about house shopping with her to his guy friends the other night (I wasn't there, a friend told me). So he is both lying to me and cheating on her and we all know what I hate more than anything: cheating and lying. Second, according to the first reason he probably doesn't have feelings for me that are at all similar. It's fucking K in December all over again, I'm going to be miserable until I tell him that I'm in love with him and then everything will go to hell. I told him today that we needed to talk again because "Something weird happened to me this weekend and I'm hoping it will go away." I'm praying it will go away. After K found out I was in love with him and we had that chat it totally disappeared...oh wait, that's right, it didn't at all.
Conclusion: J is going to hurt me, it might be this week, it might be in a month, but eventually he is going to hurt me and it's going to be horrible. I knew that about K too, but it didn't help at all. It is possible that this feeling is the result of something hormonal and it will go away, so I'm going to wait awhile before I talk to him about it, just in case it does. God, I feel so awful, I now what I have to do, just don't want to do it at all. So...yeah...
So sorry that that wasn't a super fun entry, but y'all should know about the stuff that isn't fun too.
I love you a lot, thanks for letting me be your only girl and not one you're cheating on or cheating with, I love you friends of mine.
-R
So this weekend was weird as hell, and not in the fun way, so this will mostly be a kind of emo entry.
So Thursday night after (while) making out with J in the stacks we had another conversation in which I told him that we needed to stop doing what we're doing. Granted, it wasn't terribly convincing since I had my hand in his waistband when I said it, but I actually explained to him everything about how I would demand things he had no obligation to give me etc. And he took it well (he always does) especially because I told him that I'm sort of incapable of resisting him, and I have a kind of insatiable carnal desire for him. We joked about how I was going to try and resist and that I wouldn't be able to do it, and I told him I was determined and then he said something that was rather beautifully worded: he said it wouldn't last because I am "a woman who flies be her whim." and I am, so it didn't last.
Friday night we were studying philosophy and drinking every time the word "form" showed up, which is all the fucking time when you're studying Socrates, Aristotle and Plato, so I got drunk. He stopped drinking way before I did because he had given double red cells at the blood drive that day. The point is that I was really really drunk. It was funny because we weren't really alone ever, there was always someone else around so I had to be all subtle about wanting to jump him. At one point his roommate left the room and I like attacked him. (He loves it). Later, when we had given up on studying on the grounds that my hyppocampus was probably completely incapable of functioning properly, we went to watch tv. (We being J, his roommate, and myself.) Well at one point I left the room and when I came back they were man cuddling and watching Pretty Woman so I lay down on top of both of them and they each had an arm around me and I fell completely asleep for awhile. It was adorable. Later J walked me home and we made out really heavily for awhile and then parted.
So Saturday day was an important game between OSU and Purdue, which I was really looking forward to. We were pretty sure we were gonna win because Purdue got their asses kicked last weekend and have been failing a little bit. It was a huge weekend for football, a whole bunch of the best teams got kicked by teams who used to worse than them. Anyways, R woke me up at 11 with a loud knock and came in and we chatted about dreams and then went to lunch. he said something at lunch about how there were some people you only see as friends, implying thats how he saw me and I was like "phew" and then relaxed a little. So then a really wonderful thing happened. At like 3 when i was heading over to kappa Sig to watch the game I spied a motorcycle on the way and almost died. It was one of the sexist bikes I've ever seen. 2006 Harley with all of this chrome work and this really nice sweeping exhaust pipe, and it had Hawaii plates. So i got into Kappa Sig and was like "rob who's bike is that!?" and he said he didn't know and then asked this guy witting there if it was his, and I looked at the guy who answered and actually fell in love, right there.
C, a 22 year old Iraq veteran, specifically a marine. He bought the bike from one of his buddies who had a foot injury when he got back to Hawaii where he was stationed,from Iraq. He is the older brother of one of the guys who lives in Kappa Sig and oh my God he is so beautiful I can't even describe it. he just seemed so adult. He was polite and sweet and clever and he revved his bike for me and it was amazing. I was completely in love with him after 2 minutes of conversation. he lives about 20 minutes from campus and visits his brother fairly often so I'm hoping he'll come back soon and I can give him my number etc. I miss him already! He would be such a perfect boyfriend for me, ugh. So...yeah...I'm obsessed.
But nothing works out perfectly immediately so then comes Saturday night. We closed the show and thus the final cast party happened, which was pretty fun. KG got real drunk again but without vomit or suicide contemplation thank God. She left pretty early and i embarrassed myself by relentlessly hitting on the guy she went on a date with. It was weird because he thinks I' gorgeous (his word) but he also thinks I'm a bitch and he doesn't want to be a jerk to KG and then he basically ran away from me. So...yeah...that was embarrassing, I haven't seen him since, we'll see how it goes. So then when I got back to Beta (after falling down a hill and dropping my phone while talking to R) R was there and I cuddled up on him for awhile and it was really nice, he put his arms around me and squeezed and everything, it was so sweet, and not at all platonic. So lord knows whats going on wit the two of us, we'll figure it out eventually I guess. I also fell down a flight of stairs onto my back and am in fairly horrible pain but nothing broke so I don't get a legit pain killer. I do, however, have a spectacular bruise.
Alright, here's where the weirdness happens. Things with J had been fine because I mostly didn't want to kiss him even I had purely carnal needs so I hadn't been too worried about not getting the things I was going to want. So when I call J a song plays instead of it just ringing. Now I have no idea what the song is, I just heard it when I call him. So Sunday I was looking at some music on itunes because we had been listening to The Hush Sound and I really liked them (they're amazing) and was perusing songs and I clicked on one and it was the one that plays when I call J (we intertwined off their first album) and I immediately had this feeling of warmth and happiness at the thought of him, a completely overpowering feeling, a feeling that is usually completely wonderful and incredible, and then I burst into tears. That feeling, is not ok. That feeling might mean that I'm in love with J. Like really in love, like can't get him out of my mind, like happier every time I see him in love. So...yeah...that sucks.
So now I feel completely horrible, like getting somewhere close to how I felt after Travis's party summer before my senior year...awful. I can't be in love with him, let's go over why. First he has a girl friend and at this point I am thinking that he is actually cheating on her with me and that this open relationship is something he made up to make me ok with it. I think this because of his facebook page, and the fact that none of his friends know that he and I are hooking up, and because he was talking about house shopping with her to his guy friends the other night (I wasn't there, a friend told me). So he is both lying to me and cheating on her and we all know what I hate more than anything: cheating and lying. Second, according to the first reason he probably doesn't have feelings for me that are at all similar. It's fucking K in December all over again, I'm going to be miserable until I tell him that I'm in love with him and then everything will go to hell. I told him today that we needed to talk again because "Something weird happened to me this weekend and I'm hoping it will go away." I'm praying it will go away. After K found out I was in love with him and we had that chat it totally disappeared...oh wait, that's right, it didn't at all.
Conclusion: J is going to hurt me, it might be this week, it might be in a month, but eventually he is going to hurt me and it's going to be horrible. I knew that about K too, but it didn't help at all. It is possible that this feeling is the result of something hormonal and it will go away, so I'm going to wait awhile before I talk to him about it, just in case it does. God, I feel so awful, I now what I have to do, just don't want to do it at all. So...yeah...
So sorry that that wasn't a super fun entry, but y'all should know about the stuff that isn't fun too.
I love you a lot, thanks for letting me be your only girl and not one you're cheating on or cheating with, I love you friends of mine.
-R
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
A little more excitment than was really called for
Hey people!
So this weekend was absolutely ridiculous in every way, I'll tell you why.
First on Thursday my ridiculously hot scene partner, we'll call him A, decided that he should set me up with his ridiculously hot roommate who is a Hilltopper. (The drinking group has an acapella problem= the Hilltoppers) So that's not ridiculous, that's awesome.
Anyways, Friday night the show opened and it was pretty good, nothing went horribly wrong. Afterward there was an opening cast party and that's where shit went down. First I got a little drunk (big surprise) and made several moves on the guy KG went on a date with a couple weeks ago. He resisted me (though admitted it was difficult) out of respect for KG, but something may come of that later. KG also got very drunk at the party, I think so drank too much bucket juice (that is to say, any alcoholic beverage prepared in a bucket of some kind with undisclosed percent of alcohol). So she got really sick and somebody walked her home. When I got back to our room an hour later she was passed out on the floor. I woke her up and got her into bed (a feat, they're way up in the air) and made her drink some water. She said she couldn't remember how much she'd had to drink and then she started talking about how she might have taken a whole bottle of Tylenol, like she was considering suicide. So then I freaked out because I'm drunk and trying to take care of her. She threw up and I cleaned it up, which was gross, and then fell asleep. After that i woke her up every 15 minutes for 2 hours to make sure she wasn't comatose. It sucked.
In the morning she didn't remember it so I got no thank you at all. I tried to gently remind her about the suicide thing. i guess she browned out (like a black out only you remember things when prompted) because she remembered when I mentioned it. I asked her to go to counseling services, but she totally blew me off. I was kind of mad at her all weekend, and ended up going to my beautiful RA about the incident, and he too urged her to seek help, but she won't.
Saturday Night I wandered around and didn't really do much. I dropped into a big part at Sunset C. There was a party on every floor because it was "around the world" which means you go to several different rooms. I didn't stay long, one of them was Delta X so, you know. There was all this scandal on Sunday though because a bunch of girls got slipped some drug at that party and blacked out for 2 hours. The Sig X's say it was DX, and the DX's say it was Sig X. Who knows?
Good things that happened on Sunday include: my RA and his girl friend of 4 years broke up. YAY! I'm very slowly trying to work my way in. I am absolutely infatuated with him. I like can't form sentences in his presence, its ridiculous. So we'll see how that goes.
I'm in the library now, where I've been staying until 2am most of this week which sucks. Today I actually sat down and had a conversation with K. It sucked a lot. I mean, we had normal conversation and tried to catch up and stuff and it was fine, but it just makes my heart hurt. He mentioned the girl he was dating when I asked him about why college dating is so backwards and he said something about how it had started with sex and then been becoming friends and something for a year and a half and I had this moment where I knew that I had just been a blip in his "process." It made me feel awful. I'm trying to be honest with myself about how I feel about K this week, and the truth is, I'm not sure I ever got over him at all. I might still be in love with him a little bit, and that just hurts like hell, but I'm working through it. I'm acknowledging it and trying to move past it, and we'll just see how it goes. (This just happened which is why I'm being so emo about it right now, sorry team.)
Well the weekend is almost here, and I'm sure there will be much to say on Monday.
Until then,
xo
-R
So this weekend was absolutely ridiculous in every way, I'll tell you why.
First on Thursday my ridiculously hot scene partner, we'll call him A, decided that he should set me up with his ridiculously hot roommate who is a Hilltopper. (The drinking group has an acapella problem= the Hilltoppers) So that's not ridiculous, that's awesome.
Anyways, Friday night the show opened and it was pretty good, nothing went horribly wrong. Afterward there was an opening cast party and that's where shit went down. First I got a little drunk (big surprise) and made several moves on the guy KG went on a date with a couple weeks ago. He resisted me (though admitted it was difficult) out of respect for KG, but something may come of that later. KG also got very drunk at the party, I think so drank too much bucket juice (that is to say, any alcoholic beverage prepared in a bucket of some kind with undisclosed percent of alcohol). So she got really sick and somebody walked her home. When I got back to our room an hour later she was passed out on the floor. I woke her up and got her into bed (a feat, they're way up in the air) and made her drink some water. She said she couldn't remember how much she'd had to drink and then she started talking about how she might have taken a whole bottle of Tylenol, like she was considering suicide. So then I freaked out because I'm drunk and trying to take care of her. She threw up and I cleaned it up, which was gross, and then fell asleep. After that i woke her up every 15 minutes for 2 hours to make sure she wasn't comatose. It sucked.
In the morning she didn't remember it so I got no thank you at all. I tried to gently remind her about the suicide thing. i guess she browned out (like a black out only you remember things when prompted) because she remembered when I mentioned it. I asked her to go to counseling services, but she totally blew me off. I was kind of mad at her all weekend, and ended up going to my beautiful RA about the incident, and he too urged her to seek help, but she won't.
Saturday Night I wandered around and didn't really do much. I dropped into a big part at Sunset C. There was a party on every floor because it was "around the world" which means you go to several different rooms. I didn't stay long, one of them was Delta X so, you know. There was all this scandal on Sunday though because a bunch of girls got slipped some drug at that party and blacked out for 2 hours. The Sig X's say it was DX, and the DX's say it was Sig X. Who knows?
Good things that happened on Sunday include: my RA and his girl friend of 4 years broke up. YAY! I'm very slowly trying to work my way in. I am absolutely infatuated with him. I like can't form sentences in his presence, its ridiculous. So we'll see how that goes.
I'm in the library now, where I've been staying until 2am most of this week which sucks. Today I actually sat down and had a conversation with K. It sucked a lot. I mean, we had normal conversation and tried to catch up and stuff and it was fine, but it just makes my heart hurt. He mentioned the girl he was dating when I asked him about why college dating is so backwards and he said something about how it had started with sex and then been becoming friends and something for a year and a half and I had this moment where I knew that I had just been a blip in his "process." It made me feel awful. I'm trying to be honest with myself about how I feel about K this week, and the truth is, I'm not sure I ever got over him at all. I might still be in love with him a little bit, and that just hurts like hell, but I'm working through it. I'm acknowledging it and trying to move past it, and we'll just see how it goes. (This just happened which is why I'm being so emo about it right now, sorry team.)
Well the weekend is almost here, and I'm sure there will be much to say on Monday.
Until then,
xo
-R
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Naughty, naughty
Well hello there,
Much has been afoot these last two weeks. I have two weekends of scandal to share with you:
Friday September 19-Saturday Sept 20
I texted JD during the day to see if he wanted to do something sober but he didn't text me back until 9:30 which is past the designated time of sobriety on Fridays. After karaoke with the beta girls I went to a part at rose, which is a tridelt house. It was HUGE, like ridiculously giant and the floor was all gooey with beer and it was gross and stuff. Anyways JD had invited me there and we met up and danced etc. And then we made out in my room which was pretty lame. (There are extra details in this story which I won't print, some of you know them)
So the next morning I felt really shitty about hooking up with him (we did not have sex though, just to clarify) and I had an awful day, but I had a big party in the Bunker to look forward to. (The Bunker is J's seven man) So I spent like 4 hours getting ready for it and I brought all the beta girls with me and they were super awkward. Most of them hadnt been to a party before, it was great. Anyways, I got pretty fuckin drunk and danced around and a couple of interesting things happened: 1) R asked me if I had a boyfriend and we talked about relationships and a little later when I was drunk enough to get away with it there might have been some cuddling. 2) I danced with this ridiculous kid from my house, O, who's very touchy when he drunk, and also very sweet. 3) MOST IMPORTANT I was doing my drunken best to meet all the borthers (since it was sort of a beta party) who were there (they all love me btdubs) and I ran across I guy who reluctantly answered yes when I aksed him if he was a beta. I asked about it and he explained to me that he was suspended because he accused one of his brothers of rape. He told me that he knew of 6 girls this guy had raped but that he didn't get in trouble for it. well that totally freaked me out, so I asked who it was, and he explained that it was none other than J! I was scandalized, and totally freaked out.
Here's what I have learned: J says that it total crap, that the guy I was taking to really hates him and that he was suspended for other reasons too, including anti-recruitment when the boys really needed pledges. J also flat out denies the rape allegations and clarified that the other guy only had two cases and neither girl would speak against J. Also, as far as i can tell from talking to other people, pretty much everyone believes that J didn't do anything wrong and that the guy is a jerk.
Still, what a ridiculously terrifying thing to have to think about. I think i can understand how someone might turn hooking up with J into something that sounded like rape. I mean, he told me himself that he can get very angry (with the addendum that that isn't true anymore...) and he is rather heavy handed in the act of making out, which, by the way, I love. So its one of those weird gray college things I guess.
Later in the week i had a conversation with J in which I told him we probably shouldn't make out anymore because I wasn't sure about my feelings and all that crap. he responded by saying that he thinks maybe I like him more than I'm letting one, which got me to thinking. I think maybe he's right, I do like him, and when my parents were in town I found myself telling them about him a lot. The problem with that is that i already like him more than I should. I can't do this in between relationship crap, I do committed, monogamous, or one night stands, this weird continually hooking up stuff doesn't work for me. I want more from him than I have the right to demand and he has no obligation to give it to me because he's not my boyfriend, it's a problem, thus we should probably be friends...right?
Oh, also, at 11:30 on Sunday night R walked to Beta to ask for my phone number.
Last weekend:
So my parents came for parents weekend and Friday night they came to rehearsal and got to see the show. Saturday night we went to the football game at which J was cheer leading. Turns out I love football. Once Mom explained the rules to me it was really exciting and we were even winning for awhile...and then we got trounced. But football is great and I decided, since J has been prodding me about it, that I'm going to cheer lead.
After the game on Saturday I went to the bunker for Danger's 21st birthday party. I had resolved after last weekend that I needed to not get drunk for a couple weeks to see if I still made stupid decisions. So I had a couple drinks and got a buzz but was not at all drunk. Good for me. During the party O tried to make out with me which was cute and gave me a lovely back massage. It was weird because j kept saying things to me that were a little mean. I mean, to everyone else they were funny, because nobody but me and J knew they were true, but to me they were a little mean. Anyway I had already decided that I wanted to make out with J after the party so the whole night we were subtly fondling each other, it was cute. (Also there might have been a smacking my ass contest...) Around 1 in the morning the sober kid drove us to MacDonald's so J could order 80 chicken nuggets for everyone who was still around. It was ridiculous. Finally, I decided to crash on one of the futons, and after everyone had gone to bed I got a chance to make out with J. Here's where it gets interesting. He was really drunk, and I wasn't and we're making out and he does that guy thing where he's like "I want you so bad" and I'm like, "ok." And he was like "really," and I told him it was fine as long as he was ok with the risk, which we had discussed before. i guess I kind of took advantage of him, how exciting! Anyway...so we had sex, which was pretty delightful, but a little weird. We were "taking precautions" which included very little touching and some odd condom related manuvers, but it worked out ok. And afterwards he was all "are you ok?" and of course I was.
Then I passed out on the futon until about 5 in the morning when I walked back to beta to sleep a little more before meeting my parents for church.
So on Sunday I' expecting J to call me. It's a sensitive situation and the decent thing is to just check in right? Right. So he doesn't call and after a horrible 10 out of 12 he finally texted me at like 10:30 and said, in a moment of literary genius: "you ok?" I was like yes now that you've texted me, failure.
So then I see him in class on Monday and I tell him I'm a little mad at him for not calling me, and we quip and I'm witty and bitter the way I can be. After class we walk to the back of the building for a minute and explain to him that I'm disappointed in him (without sounding like his mother) And he' all "you were sober!" Then I had to tell him that the sex part didn't bother me at all, it was that he didn't deal with it well.
And then I learned that J is, in fact, a woman. He told me he didn't call because he was freaking out and he kept asking me if I was ok, and blahdy blah. So lord knows whats up with him he's having an extremely feminine freak out. He keeps apologizing and asking me if I'm ok. From this I learned something. Sex for me is easy, it has sort of lost all the intimacy previously attached to it. It's like now that we've had sex all the uncertainty I had has totally disappeared. And that makes me sad, sex should not be that separate from emotion for me, but it is. I mean, making out on a regular basis with someone you like but aren't dating is hard, sex, sex is easy.
So that's a little sad and I wish he would stop being a girl so we could move on. I haven't spoken to him since class on Monday, but i'll see him tomorrow so I guess we'll find out.
In other news Rob asked me to watch the OSU game with him on Saturday now that I like football, so I'm excited for that.
Also it's tech week which is a bitch and a half and I have three papers due next week when I have 5 performances. i am on the brink of a legitimate freak out, I'll let you know when it goes down.
I love you all with my whole heart.
-Rorie
Much has been afoot these last two weeks. I have two weekends of scandal to share with you:
Friday September 19-Saturday Sept 20
I texted JD during the day to see if he wanted to do something sober but he didn't text me back until 9:30 which is past the designated time of sobriety on Fridays. After karaoke with the beta girls I went to a part at rose, which is a tridelt house. It was HUGE, like ridiculously giant and the floor was all gooey with beer and it was gross and stuff. Anyways JD had invited me there and we met up and danced etc. And then we made out in my room which was pretty lame. (There are extra details in this story which I won't print, some of you know them)
So the next morning I felt really shitty about hooking up with him (we did not have sex though, just to clarify) and I had an awful day, but I had a big party in the Bunker to look forward to. (The Bunker is J's seven man) So I spent like 4 hours getting ready for it and I brought all the beta girls with me and they were super awkward. Most of them hadnt been to a party before, it was great. Anyways, I got pretty fuckin drunk and danced around and a couple of interesting things happened: 1) R asked me if I had a boyfriend and we talked about relationships and a little later when I was drunk enough to get away with it there might have been some cuddling. 2) I danced with this ridiculous kid from my house, O, who's very touchy when he drunk, and also very sweet. 3) MOST IMPORTANT I was doing my drunken best to meet all the borthers (since it was sort of a beta party) who were there (they all love me btdubs) and I ran across I guy who reluctantly answered yes when I aksed him if he was a beta. I asked about it and he explained to me that he was suspended because he accused one of his brothers of rape. He told me that he knew of 6 girls this guy had raped but that he didn't get in trouble for it. well that totally freaked me out, so I asked who it was, and he explained that it was none other than J! I was scandalized, and totally freaked out.
Here's what I have learned: J says that it total crap, that the guy I was taking to really hates him and that he was suspended for other reasons too, including anti-recruitment when the boys really needed pledges. J also flat out denies the rape allegations and clarified that the other guy only had two cases and neither girl would speak against J. Also, as far as i can tell from talking to other people, pretty much everyone believes that J didn't do anything wrong and that the guy is a jerk.
Still, what a ridiculously terrifying thing to have to think about. I think i can understand how someone might turn hooking up with J into something that sounded like rape. I mean, he told me himself that he can get very angry (with the addendum that that isn't true anymore...) and he is rather heavy handed in the act of making out, which, by the way, I love. So its one of those weird gray college things I guess.
Later in the week i had a conversation with J in which I told him we probably shouldn't make out anymore because I wasn't sure about my feelings and all that crap. he responded by saying that he thinks maybe I like him more than I'm letting one, which got me to thinking. I think maybe he's right, I do like him, and when my parents were in town I found myself telling them about him a lot. The problem with that is that i already like him more than I should. I can't do this in between relationship crap, I do committed, monogamous, or one night stands, this weird continually hooking up stuff doesn't work for me. I want more from him than I have the right to demand and he has no obligation to give it to me because he's not my boyfriend, it's a problem, thus we should probably be friends...right?
Oh, also, at 11:30 on Sunday night R walked to Beta to ask for my phone number.
Last weekend:
So my parents came for parents weekend and Friday night they came to rehearsal and got to see the show. Saturday night we went to the football game at which J was cheer leading. Turns out I love football. Once Mom explained the rules to me it was really exciting and we were even winning for awhile...and then we got trounced. But football is great and I decided, since J has been prodding me about it, that I'm going to cheer lead.
After the game on Saturday I went to the bunker for Danger's 21st birthday party. I had resolved after last weekend that I needed to not get drunk for a couple weeks to see if I still made stupid decisions. So I had a couple drinks and got a buzz but was not at all drunk. Good for me. During the party O tried to make out with me which was cute and gave me a lovely back massage. It was weird because j kept saying things to me that were a little mean. I mean, to everyone else they were funny, because nobody but me and J knew they were true, but to me they were a little mean. Anyway I had already decided that I wanted to make out with J after the party so the whole night we were subtly fondling each other, it was cute. (Also there might have been a smacking my ass contest...) Around 1 in the morning the sober kid drove us to MacDonald's so J could order 80 chicken nuggets for everyone who was still around. It was ridiculous. Finally, I decided to crash on one of the futons, and after everyone had gone to bed I got a chance to make out with J. Here's where it gets interesting. He was really drunk, and I wasn't and we're making out and he does that guy thing where he's like "I want you so bad" and I'm like, "ok." And he was like "really," and I told him it was fine as long as he was ok with the risk, which we had discussed before. i guess I kind of took advantage of him, how exciting! Anyway...so we had sex, which was pretty delightful, but a little weird. We were "taking precautions" which included very little touching and some odd condom related manuvers, but it worked out ok. And afterwards he was all "are you ok?" and of course I was.
Then I passed out on the futon until about 5 in the morning when I walked back to beta to sleep a little more before meeting my parents for church.
So on Sunday I' expecting J to call me. It's a sensitive situation and the decent thing is to just check in right? Right. So he doesn't call and after a horrible 10 out of 12 he finally texted me at like 10:30 and said, in a moment of literary genius: "you ok?" I was like yes now that you've texted me, failure.
So then I see him in class on Monday and I tell him I'm a little mad at him for not calling me, and we quip and I'm witty and bitter the way I can be. After class we walk to the back of the building for a minute and explain to him that I'm disappointed in him (without sounding like his mother) And he' all "you were sober!" Then I had to tell him that the sex part didn't bother me at all, it was that he didn't deal with it well.
And then I learned that J is, in fact, a woman. He told me he didn't call because he was freaking out and he kept asking me if I was ok, and blahdy blah. So lord knows whats up with him he's having an extremely feminine freak out. He keeps apologizing and asking me if I'm ok. From this I learned something. Sex for me is easy, it has sort of lost all the intimacy previously attached to it. It's like now that we've had sex all the uncertainty I had has totally disappeared. And that makes me sad, sex should not be that separate from emotion for me, but it is. I mean, making out on a regular basis with someone you like but aren't dating is hard, sex, sex is easy.
So that's a little sad and I wish he would stop being a girl so we could move on. I haven't spoken to him since class on Monday, but i'll see him tomorrow so I guess we'll find out.
In other news Rob asked me to watch the OSU game with him on Saturday now that I like football, so I'm excited for that.
Also it's tech week which is a bitch and a half and I have three papers due next week when I have 5 performances. i am on the brink of a legitimate freak out, I'll let you know when it goes down.
I love you all with my whole heart.
-Rorie
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Power and Gettin' Some
Hey there,
We got power back at beta yay! ts nice to be able to see at night and stuff. The not so nice part is that I'm really sick. I blew off one of my classes today and spend the whole day in bed, I didn't even get up for meals, its utterly pathetic. What sucks more is that I have to do my work anyway because even if you"re sick they still want your papers in college. Its super annoying, but I'm almost done.
The upside of the power going out is that I love the library now. I spent like 6 hours there Monday and Tuesday and turns out its great. I saw JD there on Monday so I'm keeping an eye out. Downside is that K works there, but Ive only seen him a little. I walked right by him yesterday and then made a point to stop and say hello later. It was very clever of me. I criticised hi in the most marvelously back handed way. I said "well just thought I'd say hey because it would be weird to walk by and not say anything..." it was all very brilliant, and he was humbled.
In other news, I made out J yesternight. It was alright, I can't tell if I'm actually attracted to him, or if I'm attracted to the fact the he's attracted to me. It's all very complicated given that I absolutely cannot date him for to reasons. One, he's shorter than me and I will not stand for that. Two, he has this weird ambiguous long distance relationship. He says that when they're not together they are allowed to be with other people. It makes sense because long distance relationships suck, but it will be weird for me regardless of this progresses. And as we know I want to be in a relationship because I very much want to have sex. On that note I explained that particular issue to J yesterday and he was cool about it, although a little disappointed. I just want someone to fall in love with me the normal way with no drunken making out or desperation. Ugh, its annoying, but at least my life is interesting.
(Ask me over the phone why not having sex with J is particularly frustrating)
Blarg, I'm sick, and boyfriendless, which is super lame.
I think J is going to come visit my sick bed later tonight. My house appears to be doing something exciting in the common room, shame its so far away from my bed, because I am absolutely not getting up.
That's all I got folks,
Love!!
-Rorie
We got power back at beta yay! ts nice to be able to see at night and stuff. The not so nice part is that I'm really sick. I blew off one of my classes today and spend the whole day in bed, I didn't even get up for meals, its utterly pathetic. What sucks more is that I have to do my work anyway because even if you"re sick they still want your papers in college. Its super annoying, but I'm almost done.
The upside of the power going out is that I love the library now. I spent like 6 hours there Monday and Tuesday and turns out its great. I saw JD there on Monday so I'm keeping an eye out. Downside is that K works there, but Ive only seen him a little. I walked right by him yesterday and then made a point to stop and say hello later. It was very clever of me. I criticised hi in the most marvelously back handed way. I said "well just thought I'd say hey because it would be weird to walk by and not say anything..." it was all very brilliant, and he was humbled.
In other news, I made out J yesternight. It was alright, I can't tell if I'm actually attracted to him, or if I'm attracted to the fact the he's attracted to me. It's all very complicated given that I absolutely cannot date him for to reasons. One, he's shorter than me and I will not stand for that. Two, he has this weird ambiguous long distance relationship. He says that when they're not together they are allowed to be with other people. It makes sense because long distance relationships suck, but it will be weird for me regardless of this progresses. And as we know I want to be in a relationship because I very much want to have sex. On that note I explained that particular issue to J yesterday and he was cool about it, although a little disappointed. I just want someone to fall in love with me the normal way with no drunken making out or desperation. Ugh, its annoying, but at least my life is interesting.
(Ask me over the phone why not having sex with J is particularly frustrating)
Blarg, I'm sick, and boyfriendless, which is super lame.
I think J is going to come visit my sick bed later tonight. My house appears to be doing something exciting in the common room, shame its so far away from my bed, because I am absolutely not getting up.
That's all I got folks,
Love!!
-Rorie
Monday, September 15, 2008
Fuck Windstorms
Hey Team!
So I'm in the library right now because there is no power or internet in beta. And I'll tell you why. Last night we had a HUGE windstorm that knocked down trees all over campus especially on top of power lines. They've restored power to all of campus but north quad and we're not expected to get power back until Friday which blows. So I might go take a shower in J's dorm tonight because Beta has no hot water. Oh! Turns out J is a beta, how much fun is that?
Speaking of J, remember that guy I made out with in front of K? (we'll have to call him JD) Well I ran into him at Sig Chi on Friday when I was, big surprise, plastered. Clever flirtatious dialogue ensued including my exclamation (in front of people) that he was a really good kisser. Needless to say we danced for awhile and made out. Then he walked me back to beta and voluntarily held my hand. Unfortunates, KG was already in bed so we had to sequester ourselves underneath the balcony and made out on the ground for awhile, which was great! He took my number but hasn't called me yet, I hope he does.
meanwhile I think J may have propositioned me this morning but i'm not really sure so we'll just see how it goes. I do love male attention though.
Because of all he power outages the entire campus has to eat in Curtis which means that I have way too much opportunity to run into east quadders like K. So this morning at breakfast I saw K (which sucked, I haven't seen him since the facebook incident) and JD who sat at a table right next to K's and I almost had a heart attack because I thought they were going to sit together.
Oh, it also turns out that J and K used to be friends back in freshman year, which is totally weird. I wonder if K ever talked about me? Anyways, J thinks K is a douchebag (his word) now, which I enjoy thoroughly.
I made another male friend, his name is not R but it starts with one. He lives in the house behind mine and promises to come to beta and give me physical contact. he also called me legs the other day (I was wearing tiny shorts) which was super cute. So basically things are pretty good...other than the no power thing.
Alright so I think that's all I've got for now.
All my love!!
-Rorie
So I'm in the library right now because there is no power or internet in beta. And I'll tell you why. Last night we had a HUGE windstorm that knocked down trees all over campus especially on top of power lines. They've restored power to all of campus but north quad and we're not expected to get power back until Friday which blows. So I might go take a shower in J's dorm tonight because Beta has no hot water. Oh! Turns out J is a beta, how much fun is that?
Speaking of J, remember that guy I made out with in front of K? (we'll have to call him JD) Well I ran into him at Sig Chi on Friday when I was, big surprise, plastered. Clever flirtatious dialogue ensued including my exclamation (in front of people) that he was a really good kisser. Needless to say we danced for awhile and made out. Then he walked me back to beta and voluntarily held my hand. Unfortunates, KG was already in bed so we had to sequester ourselves underneath the balcony and made out on the ground for awhile, which was great! He took my number but hasn't called me yet, I hope he does.
meanwhile I think J may have propositioned me this morning but i'm not really sure so we'll just see how it goes. I do love male attention though.
Because of all he power outages the entire campus has to eat in Curtis which means that I have way too much opportunity to run into east quadders like K. So this morning at breakfast I saw K (which sucked, I haven't seen him since the facebook incident) and JD who sat at a table right next to K's and I almost had a heart attack because I thought they were going to sit together.
Oh, it also turns out that J and K used to be friends back in freshman year, which is totally weird. I wonder if K ever talked about me? Anyways, J thinks K is a douchebag (his word) now, which I enjoy thoroughly.
I made another male friend, his name is not R but it starts with one. He lives in the house behind mine and promises to come to beta and give me physical contact. he also called me legs the other day (I was wearing tiny shorts) which was super cute. So basically things are pretty good...other than the no power thing.
Alright so I think that's all I've got for now.
All my love!!
-Rorie
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Wednesday, September 10th
Hey everyone I love,
So for some reason I have a lot of trouble uploading videos onto YouTube from here so a regular blog will have to do, once Daddy sends my camera cord I will also add pictures.
Alright, so nothing terribly exciting has happened this week except that I got a part in the next show. Its a musical called Something's Afoot. I have a tiny part playing the butler who dies in the first ten minutes which is sort of lame, but its a part so I guess I shouldn't complain.
I switched out of my ethics class with the horrible professor and into a fantastic intro to philosophy class. It's a little annoying because I'm kind of ahead of the class having taken intro with Mr. Anderson, but it's fun nonetheless. The teacher has us call her WonderGirl and we all had to make up names for ourselves. Mine is Thisbe because I love Shakespeare. Its a fabulous class my professor is amazing, and I'm loving it.
I met a guy, we'll call him J. I'm not legit interested in him but he is clearly interested in me which is very refreshing. He's the first guy I've met who's openly interested in me since I came to DU (excluding that guy I made out with in front of K when I was drunk at the DeltaX party). It's so nice to have somebody stare at me again! I'm kind of lonely and severely lacking in physical contact given that K is being an ass. But seriously, should I be surprised?
On that note, I think Lyd is he only who knows this story so I thought I'd fill you in. I accidentally discovered on K's facebook page that his sister had left him a bitchy wall post about me, to which he replied in an equally bitchy (and untrue) fashion. For the sake of anonymity I won't tell you exactly what they said, but I encourage you to check it out (Tess, I'm sure Trav will fill you in as you're not facebook friends with K) Anyway so when I saw that I cried and felt horrible for a couple of days and I was convinced that I needed to talk to him about being such a fucking c**t *fume* but then I figured that would only exacerbate the problem. So I'm just going to ignore it and hope he grows up. (He won't)
So there's that. I went to 2 parties last Saturday night, It was incredible, I felt like such a college kid. My roommate (KG) got drunk for the first time, it was cute. I drunkenly accosted this guy and kept touching his shoulders. It was hilarious until he walked into my International Studies class on Tuesday...whoops.
Anyways, J is in my philosophy class. I sat next to him today, he kept staring at me, it was marvelous. Then we both went down to south quad (huff puff) to get measured, and we chatted about things. He's super adorable and I'm severely enjoying to attention even though I think he may have a girl friend. I'm counting the days until someone falls out of the sky for me.
I went to my first recruitment event today at Pi Beta Phi, which is my favorite so far. It was mildly terrifying but I think I did an alright job making a good impression and what not. I have a million recruitment events to go to this semester, it's going to be crazy.
So I think that's about everything (longest post ever!). I love you all a lot, check back in a couple of days, I'll try to remind you when I update, and please call me whenever you want, I miss you so much! You should also visit everyday.
All my love!
P.S. SCHMENDIMEN!
So for some reason I have a lot of trouble uploading videos onto YouTube from here so a regular blog will have to do, once Daddy sends my camera cord I will also add pictures.
Alright, so nothing terribly exciting has happened this week except that I got a part in the next show. Its a musical called Something's Afoot. I have a tiny part playing the butler who dies in the first ten minutes which is sort of lame, but its a part so I guess I shouldn't complain.
I switched out of my ethics class with the horrible professor and into a fantastic intro to philosophy class. It's a little annoying because I'm kind of ahead of the class having taken intro with Mr. Anderson, but it's fun nonetheless. The teacher has us call her WonderGirl and we all had to make up names for ourselves. Mine is Thisbe because I love Shakespeare. Its a fabulous class my professor is amazing, and I'm loving it.
I met a guy, we'll call him J. I'm not legit interested in him but he is clearly interested in me which is very refreshing. He's the first guy I've met who's openly interested in me since I came to DU (excluding that guy I made out with in front of K when I was drunk at the DeltaX party). It's so nice to have somebody stare at me again! I'm kind of lonely and severely lacking in physical contact given that K is being an ass. But seriously, should I be surprised?
On that note, I think Lyd is he only who knows this story so I thought I'd fill you in. I accidentally discovered on K's facebook page that his sister had left him a bitchy wall post about me, to which he replied in an equally bitchy (and untrue) fashion. For the sake of anonymity I won't tell you exactly what they said, but I encourage you to check it out (Tess, I'm sure Trav will fill you in as you're not facebook friends with K) Anyway so when I saw that I cried and felt horrible for a couple of days and I was convinced that I needed to talk to him about being such a fucking c**t *fume* but then I figured that would only exacerbate the problem. So I'm just going to ignore it and hope he grows up. (He won't)
So there's that. I went to 2 parties last Saturday night, It was incredible, I felt like such a college kid. My roommate (KG) got drunk for the first time, it was cute. I drunkenly accosted this guy and kept touching his shoulders. It was hilarious until he walked into my International Studies class on Tuesday...whoops.
Anyways, J is in my philosophy class. I sat next to him today, he kept staring at me, it was marvelous. Then we both went down to south quad (huff puff) to get measured, and we chatted about things. He's super adorable and I'm severely enjoying to attention even though I think he may have a girl friend. I'm counting the days until someone falls out of the sky for me.
I went to my first recruitment event today at Pi Beta Phi, which is my favorite so far. It was mildly terrifying but I think I did an alright job making a good impression and what not. I have a million recruitment events to go to this semester, it's going to be crazy.
So I think that's about everything (longest post ever!). I love you all a lot, check back in a couple of days, I'll try to remind you when I update, and please call me whenever you want, I miss you so much! You should also visit everyday.
All my love!
P.S. SCHMENDIMEN!
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