Florence Nightingale Much?

I've been at the hospital a lot lately visiting The IFC Webmaster. He's getting better. He broke a few ribs and an arm and got a concussion and had to get stitches after hitting the steering wheel. Thank the lord, his brother from The Freemason Fraternity is going to be okay too... it was really scary for the first few days when they had him in a medically-induced coma. It's been really good for The Row though... every chapter's been reaching out and sending flowers to the brothers at The Freemason Fraternity and they ran out of vases (I didn't even know that fraternities had vases) so they ended up sending tons of surplus flowers to the other wards of the hospital to brighten their days. We had an impromptu talent show where people put together really short acts and gave 100% of ticket sales and raffle prize money to both families to help with medical expenses. It was a really great show and a bunch of professors and university officials came... we sold out the entire auditorium, including standing room. Amazing how everyone can pull together. The Christian Sorority held this prayer meeting for the both of them and invited everyone. Sweet of them. Although I do gotta say, I'm glad we don't have a bloody Jesus wearing a crown of thorns contorted in pain on a cross statue as part of our decor...

In any case, this kind of thing really makes you hug the people you love a lot more. After this week, I feel like everyone on The Row has been feeling like this... and not even just here at The University... on every campus what with the tragedy that hit USC last weekend too. My heart goes out to all of her sisters and everyone in the Greek community there. For the most part, I feel like everyone has gotten closer since we were so close to experiencing that here. The one thing is that this like coming together of The Row has really highlighted how stupid The Guitar Hero is being. He says that he's sad like everyone else but he keeps getting mad that I spent my free time this week either organizing the benefit or going to the hospital yet when I tell him to come with me, he won't. That's just incredibly frustrating to me. I don't know how much longer things are going to last with him because I'm getting tired of it. That and being single is just so much more fun.

On the light-hearted side... all this time at the hospital has caught the eye of a resident who decided that he would flirt with my by walking me around the different wards and explain medical conditions and procedure to me, but he'd always do this around some meal time so he could coincidentally invite me down to join him. He flirts so obviously. In fact, yesterday I went to the hospital with The Flirt and he decided to slip that "telltale assumption" into the conversation which went something like this:

The Resident: Oh hey... what's up? Good to see you in again today.
Me: Hey. Yeah just checking on The IFC Webmaster. Thought I'd bring him some movies to cheer him up.
The Resident (to The Flirt): Hi, I'm The Resident. Are you the boyfriend I've heard so much about?
The Flirt: Ye-
Me: Nooo... he's not.
The Flirt: In my reality I am.
Me: Oh please. In your reality, you're Hugh Hefner with the "superhero" power of being able to make any girl orgasm by looking at her.
The Flirt (to The Resident): I mean come on man, right? Screw flying and fuck being invisible. Why be invisible to slip into girls' locker rooms when they'll flock to you?
The Resident (laughing): Okay, well you guys have fun. Anon, I'll see you around yeah?
Me: Yeah.

First off... I'd like to say that I've never mentioned the existence of The Guitar Hero to The Resident. So unless The IFC Webmaster managed to coherently blurt this out despite being on painkillers... that was a total assumption. After that, The Flirt decided he was going to be super annoying too and started going off about The Resident. In any case, The Flirt had to go back for some Charter House pledge event and of course The Resident immediately said that he could drive me back if I didn't mind sticking around until he got off his shift in an hour. Really. And of course this was in front of The IFC Webmaster who just wanted company since people were busy getting ready for a Friday night and he was stuck in the hospital so of course he was totally all pro me staying. But I decided it was a bad idea and said that I needed to work on a lab assignment. I don't need to be in that awkward position where it's kind of a date but not.

Probably going to head back to the hospital in the next few days so we'll see what happens.

Calls in the middle of the night are never good

Just fell asleep after coming back from The Flirt's impromptu mid-spring break party and of course was woken up by a late night (early morning?) game of telephone.

The Panhellenic President just called to say that The IFC President called her to say that The IFC Webmaster and another brother in The Freemason Fraternity got into a car accident a few hours ago. He was hurt pretty badly and is now in surgery and we don't know what the hell happened or what is going on. I don't even know how The IFC President found out. I'm guessing his parents called someone since The Greek Advisors have already been alerted and Panhell/IFC are being called now.

Apart from still being partly drunk, I can't handle this right now. I've known The IFC Webmaster since freshman year since we lived on the same floor. He's an awesome guy and I'm completely worried about both them right now. The Panhellenic President said that the parents might want some support from the few of us that are relatively close and can visit the hospital... which apparently means me, The Pageant Princess, and The Flirt. And I have to call The Pageant Princess to let her know about it. We're holding an emergency meeting when we get back to school.

I don't know how this scheduling is going to work with the DAR fundraiser which consists of a banquet tomorrow night and a carnival and picnic on Saturday. I might need to drive from The Guitar Hero's to the hospital if necessary and I don't know how that's going to go over.

How is this any kind of break!? I've had more stress this week than the last month. Taking an Advil and going back to bed after I call The Pageant Princess.

Don't Faze Me, Bro!

It's Faze Day. All Greek Day of Fake Hazing. Something stupid the Advisors and The Administration and PHC and IFC came up with where every year we have this one day to "healthily engage in bonding activities". All events have to be pre-approved by the aforementioned parties and there are all this liability waiver shit that both Actives and Pledges sign saying that all parties acknowledge that a Pledge can stop at any time without repercussion... lots of annoying legal jargon... etc.

It is a decently fun day I guess and always a good one to see what everyone around The Row is doing to their pledges.

Last year, The Mansion's pledges served us "breakfast in bed". That was actually not my favorite... nor was it popular with a lot of girls just because we had to get up ridiculously early, clean our rooms, look cute, and then pretend to be "in bed". We told them not to do that this year for all of our sakes since we enjoy sleeping in post Friday night parties. They always make their pledges do something for us. We've got an informal Brother/Sister pairing up between our respective organizations even though that's generally not kosher. It just happened that way since so many of us happen to be dating so many of them.

Our pledges are playing in a soccer game against The Sorority Wannabe Pledges and that should be a piece of cake (slight pun intended). Considering how much of a huge joke that is. The Sorority Wannabes don't stand a chance. I imagine most of them have never set foot on a soccer field.

I imagine The Charter House will have something up their sleeve as well.

All in all, this should be a decently fun day what with the All Greek barbecue and all the assorted fake hazing "bonding" tasks. At least there is one guarantee for the pledges... that nobody's going to haze them tonight since The Advisors, The Administrators, and PHC/IFC will be on the look out for real hazing tonight and most houses are smart enough not to haze the night directly following a day of fake hazing in which all active members get an hour long presentation on the dangers and ills of real hazing. And get reminded that there will be "patrols" and that there's a Hazing Hotline. Dumbest thing in the world, but in the PHC/IFC and the Dean's offices, there is a phone line dedicated to reporting hazing. What a waste of a perfectly decent phone line!