Ahhh summer

Hey everyone,

I know I'm home now so this is kind of unnecessary, but its still good to keep a record I suppose, and I have readers who don't live in I-town now. 

So far I haven't really been doing anything, except going to the gym all the time. (I'm supposed to go today but I am not going to make it, whoops). I did go to party last week at which everyone saw my boobs. It was at Marika's and she has a hottub, soooo yeah.

Anywho, I'm trying to pick up jobs on craigslist because I really need money, and my Job with Tin Can doesn't start until June. I just got a job planting strawberries for two days, so thats awesome. Its gonna suck a little i think, but it pays really well so I'm not complaining.

In other news, and speaking of craigslist, I responded to a personal the other day (I was super bored) and the guy is actually cool. I facebook stalked him and discovered he's pretty cute. We have been ichating and he's quite smart and stuff, which makes me wonder why he posted a personal on cl...I will have to ask him. Regardless, we're meeting at Starbucks today, so I guess we'll see how it goes. 

Alright, that's all I got. See you at Marcel's tonight!

-R

NOT SAFE FOR WORK

Hey everyone,

I hope you enjoy reading my column below, I'm pretty happy with it, so hopefully you will enjoy it too.

It's been a couple weeks now since I was home, I'm not keeping very good track these days, that and, nothing terribly interesting has been going on, until last Saturday, which was so choice.

So quick review: last weekend I was in the DITA (D*****n Independent Theater Association) One Acts, which went really well. That Friday night nothing interesting happened, but the next night Eric Hutchinson played, which was incredible. I ran up to where he was performing right after the show and managed to get a spot right in the very front. The show was awesome, I took a billion pictures which are on my Facebook page. So yeah, that was freakin' awesome. Afterward I went to the one acts cast party and got a little drunk and nothing super fun happened, but I had a great night.

Fast forward to next weekend, skipping over he pat where Ben won't return my calls and keeps sicking his girlfriend on me. Oh wait, pause at April Fools day. I hate A pril fools, because its seriously an excuse for people to be mean to eachother. So first thing in the morning I see a text from Ben that says "Hey, it's Jess," B's new girlfriend, "Ben is in the hospital and we can't reach his parents, I need you to call me as soon as you get this." So I flipped shit, right? Because, hello, I love B to death and he has a billion reasons he could be dying in a hospital so I'm totally freaking out and I call him and he answers and I'm like "Ohmygod are you ok? Did they find your parents? I got thi text from Jess saying you were in the hospital" and he says" uhhhh, April Fools?" and I was so fucking pissed. It was ridiculous, scaring me and making me cry is not funny, I can't believe he would let her do that to me. I want to talk to him and tell him I'm upset but he won't fucking answer his phone and she keeps textig me and pretending to be him. It totally weirds me out that she's all up in his phone.

So that's happening and I'm upset. Fast forward to the weekend......and pause! So I was in a show playing a man, again, (and wishing I could see the musical!!!!!) and the show was good. Packed houses both nights. I stayed in Friday ight to write my column, but Saturday night I went out, oh yes I did.

So after the show I ran up to my room and changed and went ove to Carolyn's room. She was in the show and a senior, and she's fab. I had two drinks in her room with some flks and then we all went down to the cast party. The party was chill and I drank some more, including a solo cup of juice compoased of Everclear, champagne, beer and vodka, which was delicious. Needless to say, I was getting drunk, wonderfully drunk, yay.

From the cast party we went to the Homestead, which is about 20 minutes form campus, its like a hippie commune where students live without water or power. its like a tiny Ithaca, I feel very at home there. Anywho, I drank some more and smoked some weed and it was delightful. Sometime during the evening I saw this guy I thought I knew (its dark out there if you're not near the fire) but he wasn't someone I knew, he was Simon, a Sig Ep, and president of the IFC (inter-fraternal council) and suppppper cute. We chatted, he gave me a cigarette (blech) and then we parted ways so I could drunk about elsewhere.

So we ran into each other later, and walked over to the fire to warm up and then we go too hot and moved away but he was like "I'm cold" and I said, no shit, with utter seriousness, "I'll keep your warm." And despite its middle schoolishness, it totally worked and we proceeded to make out with was soooooo nice, he was great. Then we like made out hardcore on a roof and touched a lot and rolled around and I ripped my pants a ton and it was fucking great.

Around 2am, we grabbed a road beer and began the walk back to campus, which took about half an hour and chatted about a bunch of thigns, including that the column I had just written was about hooking up and how much I love sex slash my favorite non sex sexual activity. And t was fab, but my freakin roommate was asleep in my room, again, so we were like, what do we do now? And we went to the Intramural fields where we proceeded to fuck etc. And oh my god it was so fucking great. He was awesome, like soooooooooo good. so fucking good. We fucked for forever and I came like a billion times but he was having whiskey dick issues so he didn't finish. he excused himself for a moment and I finished him in the french way, which resulted in my having massive identical bruises on both of my knees. Anyways, I just loved the whole experience, he knew what he wanted and like grabbed and directed which was nice, it was like "oh, ok, cool, I can totally do that." And I was totally uninhibated due to y drunkenness so I think I probaly gave the best blow job of my life. The only thing was that he kind of grabed my head and pushed a little which ws kind of scary but he only did it a tiny bit so I didnt freak out.

Ugh, it was fucking awesome. So we exchanged numbers, and I'll proably never hear from him, but I would love to sleep with him again, he was just so good. The only thing is that Danger asked me out, and he's coming here next weekend so we can go to dinner, and I'm kind of excited but I'm not sure its gonna work out. We talk a lot, so I already know I like him and that we get along, I just think that I want him in my mouth.

Anyways, I guess we'll see how it all turns out.

Love you all!

-Ro

Here is a column

Hey team,

Lyd requested I post my column so y'all could read it. For those of you who don't know, I'm writing the sex column in the school newspaper now, its called "Forbidden Fruit." Cute, right? Anyways, here it is, and I'm in this awful lecture so I think I will follow it up with a full blown post break post.

Do you speak post-hookup?

We’ve all done it, that drunken one-nighter with a guy who was just so cute, if only you could remember his last name. Or the one when you were sober and she was drunk and you just couldn’t resist, I mean, she came to your room for a reason. Or even, you went on a date and just went farther than you meant to. So what’s next? What happens when you see each other on campus, or in class? What does it mean when he asked for your number but doesn’t call? What if you actually like her but don’t know how to say it? Well, as an expert on the accidental one-nighter, I’m here to translate post hook-up signals so you don’t have to do that super awkward “Hey, um, what’s, uh, what’s up?” thing.
The hook-up that happens when one or both of you is drunk is fairly doomed to fail for several reasons. First, there is the issue of whether or not either of you is going to remember it when you’ve sobered up. Hopefully it isn’t a habit of yours to get so drunk you don’t remember the night, but we’re in college, what are you going to do? Second, given that one or both of you was drunk, one or both of you may have done something potentially embarrassing which may make one or both of you not want to see the other ever again, regardless of whether or not it was good.
Either way there is a good chance that after a drunken hook-up you’re going to get the cold shoulder. If it went really well and you exchanged numbers, there is a chance that you may be texted next weekend, but ignored in public. I have found that with drunk hook-ups it doesn’t matter how far it goes past first base, there is a pretty good chance you’ll never speak to each other again, so don’t think that just because you didn’t give it all up he’ll want to see you again.
There is one exception to the drunk rule: if you drunkenly hooked-up with a friend rather than someone you just met you’ll probably both ignore the whole thing as long as possible. If you showed up at his room when you were drunk or visa-versa one of two things might happen. One, you accidentally revealed how much you like him and turns out he likes you too and you ride off into the sunset together. Two, you accidentally revealed how much you like him, and he totally doesn’t feel that way and your friendship will be a little tense for a month or two.
A tense friendship is the best negative outcome of a hook-up, but being ignored is the most common. If it turns out you hooked-up with someone who can’t deal with you in the daylight the best thing to do is hold your head up, give a smile and forget about it. If you were ignored right off the bat, there is very little chance that you’ll ever get past that, so save yourself the awkward dining hall conversation and wait for someone less flaky.
Any hook-up that started with a date has a better chance of turning into something more but if you go too far there is always the danger that you’ll get branded a slut and, the truth is, neither guys nor girls want to date a slut. Everyone just wants to know a slut so they’ll always have an option, and access to weird sex stories. I don’t know how this goes for men, given that I am not one, but for women, if you’re out with a guy who makes you feel like you need to give it up on the first date, maybe you should be out with someone else.
The hardest post hook-up scenario is one in which you hooked with someone you actually really like. In this scenario men have a clear advantage because women aren’t as good as hooking up without any knd of emotional attachment. That means that if you’re male and discover that you want to see a girl you hooked up with again, there is a much better chance that she likes you too. However, you must take into account the rules about drunk hook-ups, which I outlined above. The biggest obstacle for men is that she might be embarrassed about behaving in whatever way she did and/or not remember. If she’s just embarrassed she might be glad to hear you want to see her again, or she might be so embarrassed that she never wants to talk to you again, you just have to take a shot. If she doesn’t remember, than you’ll have to start over again with the seduction, and maybe move a little slower this time.
Ladies, it’s a whole lot harder for us if we figure out we like a guy post hook-up. It is biologically easier for men to have sex, they’re ability to orgasm comes more from physical sensation than from mental stimulation, whereas for us girls the opposite is true (fun fact!). What that means for us is that the men we hook-up with might not even remember our names and it wouldn’t even matter to them. Therefore, if you want to approach a guy you hooked-up with you need to arm yourself for rejection.
Try to feel out the situation before hand. If he gave you his number then it’s probably safe to call, not text, because we already learned that texting is copping out. If he took your number you should wait for him to call you, but know that he will text and if its not until 9:30 Friday night, he doesn’t want anything from you he didn’t get already.
If no numbers are exchanged do not send him a Facebook message. It is acceptable to friend him, though a little creepy given that you had to look around for his last name, but even if you do, let him contact you, and if he doesn’t it’s a no go. Also, please remember that if he ignores you initially, he doesn’t want to hear from you.
Finally, it is important to note, once again, that D*****n is tiny, and that you’re probably going to run into anyone you hook-up with. That in mind, I urge you not to ignore each other, it doesn’t need to be that way at all. It does seem that the general trend among D******n students is to ignore it until it goes away, but let’s be adult and maintain a level of maturity that requires a least a smile and a “hey.” Ultimately, hooking-up is great for satisfying an itch, but not a great way to start a relationship.

...It was a little nuts.

Bonjour everyone I love, and R, who is now a follower

So I have to run through all of February in this post, so I'm just going to give you the highlights:
1. I have almost beat R at ping-pong three times now, I'm getting considerably better.
2. I have bronchitis and have been sick for like three weeks which sucks pretty hard.
3. My parents came in last weekend which was really nice, it was super great to have them here until my mom told me I don't have a boyfriend because I'm too fat. Yeah, it was super shitty but she apologized later. It got to me a lot though.
4. I haven't drunkenly hooked up with anyone since the last time I told you about, but I have made some friends at some pretty good parties.
5. Vday sucked ass, with the minor exception of Tessa sending me a totally gorgeous bouquet of flowers.
6. For those of you who haven't heard this yet I have been talking a whole lot to my brother's best friend and soon to be roommate Kiet (call him Keith) because apparently I have a thing for K names. Anyways, we saw each other in a-town over break and he's been talking to me ever since. At the moment he's like begging me to come to A-town but not making it clear if he really wants to pursue me. He does tell me im pretty and slips in comments about being attracted to me, which is good. But its really nice, he like texts me to wake me up and like all through the day, its fab.
7. My friend Mike is J's little in Beta, which is a little weird since mike like knows everything about what happened with me and J.

Ok, so I think that's everything you need to know about February so now for last weekend, here's how it went

Friday night I allowed myself to be sick and just hung out, which was actually super nice, and I felt a little better in the morning.

Saturday night I went to a horrible dance performance and then to a pirate themed party at the sailing dorm. I, as you know, am a genius at dressing up like a pirate, and wore leggings and a button down and my black corset and braided my hair, I looked hot. Really, really hot, it was nuts. The party itself was awesome I drank just a little, enough for a buzz, and everyone I was with drank tons. I wandered around and socialized and eventually just danced with my friends who were sort of rotating the boys around. I danced with R for awhile which was hilarious because he was super drunk and kept grabbing my hips and pulling me into his groin, it was so fuckin' funny. And then he would be like "Oh my God" like he was about to cum, and I was like "what?" and he goes, "I'll tell you later." He maintains there really is something he meant to tell me later, but I'm ignoring him.

Anyways, so around 11:30 my Katie, who drinks a whooooole lot, was fraternizing with J, whom her friedns think is a good guy, except for her roommate who knows about him from me. J decided Katie needed to be taken home. I wasn't around when he left with her, so I couldn't stop them, ut when I figured out they had left together I freaked out and we called her to ceck in,a dn she was fine. And the guy tat usually looks afetr her called J and i got on the phone with him and said, "don't you dare fuck with her, I'll kill you if you fuck with her." And he said he wouldn't so we dropped it.

So he did, because that's what J does. They didn't have sex, but they did like hook up, and she had never kissed a guy before and was sooooooo drunk. When she told us, we all freaked out, and R was super mad.

Subsequently, R talked to J and then took the matter (the whole pattern of J taking advantage of drunk girls) to the ethics commitee of Beta. The hope is that they will finally see that J is not a "man of principle" and kick him out, but they probably won't. I'm really proud of R for doing something though, he's a great guy that one.

So that was the deal, it was a little nuts, but hopefully it will be ok. Katie is fine, she feels a little dumb, but she's ok.

In other news, Katie and her roomate and I are getting really tight, which is nice, I might actually have some good girl friends finally.

This weekend I haven't gone out yet because im STILL super sick, but I should at least go out into publich tonight, so ill update you if anythign fun happens.

Much love, and I'll see you in 6 days!!!

-Ro

So, yeah, I'm still waiting for that to bite me in the ass

Hey team,

First post back from break, who's excited?

Alright so I've been back about three weeks so far, and here is how it looks at the moment: Stuff with me and R is totally normal as far as I can tell. I had a little too much estrogen this week so last night he and I broed around for awhile and watch a million snl shorts (btdubs, lyd if you haven't seen Andy Punches People Right before Eating, you really really should) and it was fab, especially since I broed with a bunch of the other beta guys the night before. Anyways, who doesn't love bein' a bro, no one is the answer.

Classes are classes, nobody cares about that really, back to the fun stuff.

Friday night I went to dinner with the girls in town and then we had a kareoke dance party. Around 11 I went with a guy from the house (just a friend) to a Delta Chi bash in Hayes which was totally bangin'. After the party I went to Steak and Shake at like 1 am with this girl I had met at the party who probably drove drunk and it was mildly terrifying. Here's a fun anecdote: So I met this girl (who is, by the way, a Theta) and we chatted and she asked me where I was from and when I told her she was like "OMG do you know K?"(only she said his whole name) and I was like "Well, yes, I rather do." Well team, when I'm drunk I babble, so I may or may not have explained to her that I am the holder of K's v-card, after which point she introduced me to everyone else, including some of K's frat brother's as "the girl who took K's virginity." So, yeah, I'm still waiting for that to bite me in the ass. It turns out that she and K are like besties and that she was abraod last semester and used to have a big crush on him and blahdy blah. So it was exciting to meet/hang out with her, cause she was totally jealous. I also thought it would help me get in with the Theta's since rush started the following Sunday.

Quick breakdown of how rush went: The first round ws awesome I met a billion girls and was super nice and acted like myself and I thought I did a really good job...but then I didn't get invited back to a single sorority for the second round. So no greek life for me. I found out last wednesday and was devastated. My week has sucked every since, and I'll tell you why.

Not getting even past the first round of recruitment was a huge blow and I cried a lot and I'm still upset about it becasue I can't fucking escape!! Everyone talked about rush all weekend and now the girls who got in are talking about all their pledge crap and I just hate them all and would kind of like them to OD on coke and die.

Anyways, Friday I auditioned for the Vagina Monolgues and didn't get cast, so that sucks, but I didnt find out until Monday. Friday night my crazy cheerleading friend D took me out to the Olive Garden to try and get my mind off things, which was super fun, except that it took us an hour and ahalf to dig her car out and we had to get four guys to push it out after everything else didnt work. We also went to a porn store, which was hilarious, and I bought a mehanical friend.

Saturday, well, saturday was nuts.

Saturday day I sat around and hated life. Saturday night I went out around 11:30 with R and some other folks and we went to this party over in east quad. When we got there we had to walk up three flights of stairs and as we climbed we kept hearing this weird loud banging. We got to the party to discover that it was my extremely drunk friend from acting class bashing a door in with a sledge hammer, and then his head. It was nuts. One room had empty beer cans on every surface and the other, the room from which they had basked in the door ws fucking trashed...like TRASHED. There were cans and trash and stuff all over the floor and they had broken a table which was flat on the floor in front of us and there was literally beer dripping from the ceiling. It was nuts. Like totally nuts. So we drank some beer quick and took a bunch of their beer which we hid in my clevage, my back pockets and the lining of my coat (10 beers all together) and walked back to north quad whre we went to a small get togther in the house next to mine. At the second party I met a junior who lives at the homestead. he was very tall and pretty cute so I pegged him pretty quick as someone to pay attention to. We chatted and I drank and we went out to smoke a cigarette (blech) at whihc point he asked me if I wanted to go back to my room. And I was like "shoot" except that my roommate was already asleep. What to do?

The short answer is hookup on the couch in your substance-free quiet house's commen room. The short and pants of it is that we were making out with a fair amount of hands in the pants-ing when we were rudely interrupted by security. There were a few terrifying moments during which time I thought I was going to get written up, but it was ok. They were just like "do that somewhere else guys" so we moved to behind the couch. hen we made out more and I eprformed my favorite sex act (how many of you know which ne that is? I'll give a hint, it is more or less dependant on your mouth) which was fab. He was quite pleased and I had already been pleased so all in all, it was quite a sucessful evening.

Then R came over and we stayed up until 5:30 talking about sex and girls and shit. It was pretty cute.

At the moment I feel pretty awful because I learned today that, on top on not getting into a sorority, or the first mainstage, or the Vagina monolgues, I also, didn't even get called back for the second mainstage production. I am in a serious funk and it totally sucks, and I would really like for just one good thing to happen tp me this semester that doesn't involved someone potentially cheating on their girlfriend (the verdict is still out on the guy i hooked up with, it is possible I engaged in cheating, but I don't know yet, so I'm still waiting for that to bite me in the ass.) Anyway, I'm not a happy camper. Boo.

Hopefully I'll have something better to report soon. Much love to everyone,

-Ro