So if you haven't been on the site Texts from Last Night... you should go. I have some fun additions that I've been receiving in the past couple of nights... weekends are always so dependable for the drunken and/or confused text.
(The Rich Bitch): @ the cape. Drunk, horny, craving crabs.
My reply: Honey, drink water & rethink what you just text me. Crab, no s, = seafood craving.
(Twin A): So apparently when I get really trashed on jaeger bombs, I turn into a stripper.
My reply: ... where are you exactly??
(Twin A): Now inside bf's apt. Earlier @ Twin B's on patio. Bf dragged me inside & said I kept pulling clothes off.
(The Older Brother): Drink motherfucker, drink motherfucker, drink motherfucker, drink!
My reply: I'm already drinking... maybe you should ease up... also on the singing.
(The Older Brother): Everybody driinnnk!!!
(The Flirt): I'm so hiiiiiiigh high above you I'm so lovely.
My reply: Lol not how that song goes, but ok get ur msg.
(The Flirt): Come over! I'll get a keg!
My reply: Don't u think 165 cans' worth of beer is a lil much for 2 ppl?
(The Flirt): Never!
And my personal favorite...
(The Panhell Director of Communications): I think I'm pregnant.
My reply: What?!?! When? How?
(The Panhell DoC): Haha April Fools!
My reply: ... it's not April.
(The Panhell DoC): It is in Wonderland!
My reply: ... are you okay?
That one just happened just about 3am this morning and shortly after, I got a phone call from her number and it was her boyfriend saying she was tripping but fine. I'm spending the night at The Resident's and he mumbled to keep her hydrated for the next 12 hours or so more or less in his sleep.
Then at about 5:30, his pager went off and they needed him at the hospital. He kissed me awake and told me to stay here... so here I am. He called a little while ago and left a message to say he would be back soon with breakfast, which is always exciting. I'm still a little sleepy so when he gets here, I might try to convince him to spend the whole day in bed with me. What a nice and completely lazy thought.
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Thursday, May 28, 2009
What do you do when life happens?
It's amazing how crazy life gets. Midterms blended into finals and graduations and LIFE.
Some new updates... I broke up with The Guitar Hero because things were just not working out. According to The Sorority Prodigy, he's been moping around their house writing emo music on his guitar. Sucks worse for him because his mother and his sister are both in love with me so I imagine he's getting the "you're a fucking idiot" talk daily from them. I just couldn't take his craziness anymore. It's like that Katy Perry song... he was up then he was down, hot and then cold... honestly, wtf. A girl can only take so much.
Also new, I've been on a few dates with The Resident. And once again am reminded why I enjoy dating older men. Although he's been on call tons and we keep having to end things early so he can get to the hospital to take care of something. It's interesting because I told The Resident I didn't want anything too serious right away because I just got out of a relationship... I'm pretty sure he wants to be exclusive... he's hinted at it a bunch. That or he's just too tired from being a resident to date more than one person at a time. I don't think I'm ready for that right now though... I'm tired of feeling like I'm tied down. I've never been one to sleep around a lot so I've always been prone to get sucked into relationships. Though we might as well be since I've turned down dates from The Flirt in the meanwhile... but does that even count? It's The Flirt, after all.
Twin B and her Generic Biotech Firm Guy got married last weekend. It was awkward because I was a bridesmaid and The Guitar Hero was a groomsman... my groomsman to be precise... and I had taken The Resident as my date. I really wanted to avoid that, but Twin B came to visit The IFC Webmaster when he was in the hospital and blurted it all out and invited The Resident for me. So he came as the +1.
The Sorority Prodigy warned The Guitar Hero about it, but he didn't bring a date anyway. And though Twin B had the sense to put us at different tables, we were basically a table apart and he kept looking at me all night. My solution to all of this awkwardness was to drink a LOT of champagne. He came over at some point and met The Resident and of course what had been our song came on then and he stupidly asked me if I wanted to dance. Being polite and definitely drunk, I said alright. And then halfway through, The Resident asked if he could cut in. There was some serious competition going on between them and looks were thrown. It's funny because they don't even know that they're members of rival frats. The Resident is a graduated bro from a different chapter of The Charter House.
Leaving was possibly the worst part... The Resident had an early shift the next day since he took off that night to come as my date so we had to leave "early" (by early, I mean like slightly after midnight) so he could drive me home and then get home himself. But most guests had rooms at the hotel, so The Guitar Hero pretty much just saw us leaving early together. I saw The Sorority Prodigy say something to him as I was leaving so hopefully she just cleared it up... but it was still awkward as fuck. Other than the tension at the reception, the wedding was beautiful... it was a huge wedding. As is to be expected from Twin B. And since both families are wealthy, there was an open bar.
We actually threw her a huge bridal shower two weeks ago... and true to our sorority selves, we arranged ourselves into a doorstack when she arrived. I'm so glad I'm not young anymore... young members have to like lay on the ground for the bottom of the door stack. It was super cute though... huge cake and of course all the appropriate bridal shower games. And lots and lots of booze. The boys came round later and found us all in extremely good moods.
Twin B and her now husband are going to Fiji and Tonga for their honeymoon. I wish I were going on vacation to Fiji and Tonga. I'll be spending the next few weeks at home sorting out Panhell and miscellaneous house crap. We're already starting to plan for next year and since I'm perpetually on Rush Board, I always have to plan.
Anyway, I should get some sleep. The Pageant Princess is coming over tomorrow and we're going to spend most of the day out by the pool with a pitcher of daiquiris.
Some new updates... I broke up with The Guitar Hero because things were just not working out. According to The Sorority Prodigy, he's been moping around their house writing emo music on his guitar. Sucks worse for him because his mother and his sister are both in love with me so I imagine he's getting the "you're a fucking idiot" talk daily from them. I just couldn't take his craziness anymore. It's like that Katy Perry song... he was up then he was down, hot and then cold... honestly, wtf. A girl can only take so much.
Also new, I've been on a few dates with The Resident. And once again am reminded why I enjoy dating older men. Although he's been on call tons and we keep having to end things early so he can get to the hospital to take care of something. It's interesting because I told The Resident I didn't want anything too serious right away because I just got out of a relationship... I'm pretty sure he wants to be exclusive... he's hinted at it a bunch. That or he's just too tired from being a resident to date more than one person at a time. I don't think I'm ready for that right now though... I'm tired of feeling like I'm tied down. I've never been one to sleep around a lot so I've always been prone to get sucked into relationships. Though we might as well be since I've turned down dates from The Flirt in the meanwhile... but does that even count? It's The Flirt, after all.
Twin B and her Generic Biotech Firm Guy got married last weekend. It was awkward because I was a bridesmaid and The Guitar Hero was a groomsman... my groomsman to be precise... and I had taken The Resident as my date. I really wanted to avoid that, but Twin B came to visit The IFC Webmaster when he was in the hospital and blurted it all out and invited The Resident for me. So he came as the +1.
The Sorority Prodigy warned The Guitar Hero about it, but he didn't bring a date anyway. And though Twin B had the sense to put us at different tables, we were basically a table apart and he kept looking at me all night. My solution to all of this awkwardness was to drink a LOT of champagne. He came over at some point and met The Resident and of course what had been our song came on then and he stupidly asked me if I wanted to dance. Being polite and definitely drunk, I said alright. And then halfway through, The Resident asked if he could cut in. There was some serious competition going on between them and looks were thrown. It's funny because they don't even know that they're members of rival frats. The Resident is a graduated bro from a different chapter of The Charter House.
Leaving was possibly the worst part... The Resident had an early shift the next day since he took off that night to come as my date so we had to leave "early" (by early, I mean like slightly after midnight) so he could drive me home and then get home himself. But most guests had rooms at the hotel, so The Guitar Hero pretty much just saw us leaving early together. I saw The Sorority Prodigy say something to him as I was leaving so hopefully she just cleared it up... but it was still awkward as fuck. Other than the tension at the reception, the wedding was beautiful... it was a huge wedding. As is to be expected from Twin B. And since both families are wealthy, there was an open bar.
We actually threw her a huge bridal shower two weeks ago... and true to our sorority selves, we arranged ourselves into a doorstack when she arrived. I'm so glad I'm not young anymore... young members have to like lay on the ground for the bottom of the door stack. It was super cute though... huge cake and of course all the appropriate bridal shower games. And lots and lots of booze. The boys came round later and found us all in extremely good moods.
Twin B and her now husband are going to Fiji and Tonga for their honeymoon. I wish I were going on vacation to Fiji and Tonga. I'll be spending the next few weeks at home sorting out Panhell and miscellaneous house crap. We're already starting to plan for next year and since I'm perpetually on Rush Board, I always have to plan.
Anyway, I should get some sleep. The Pageant Princess is coming over tomorrow and we're going to spend most of the day out by the pool with a pitcher of daiquiris.
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