List parties and Pledges

Last night was the battle of the list parties... The Mansion vs. The Charter House. They're both known for their raging parties and everyone always wants to be on the list for them. They attract a lot of the same demographic and so it was interesting to see the bitterness build up between the two frats all week. They all came by and made announcements and at The House, they happened to make the announcement one right after the other and there was noticeable tension.

Anyway, it's standard practice for sorority girls to go to their boyfriends' frats' parties and stay there... but The Flirt decided to blackmail me by telling me that unless I showed up at his party, he wouldn't give me lab notes for the day I missed last week... ironically thanks to sleeping over at The Guitar Hero's the night before and not waking up in time for class the next morning.

I showed up at The Mansion first and hung out while The Guitar Hero was telling the new pledges what was expected from them in terms of party etiquette, bartending, and whatnot. The party got started and The Guitar Hero went upstairs to make sure the doors to all the wings of the house were locked while I waited downstairs by the bar. One of the pledges came by to offer me a drink. I hadn't met this new class yet and I haven't been around much lately for them to know who I am so he unsuspectingly started to flirt with me. He was decently cute so I pushed his pledge pin to pass the time and to force him to do something embarrassing... which in the Mansion's case is to get down on one knee, offer a compliment, and recite a poem that the older brothers make up. This pledge decided to go with the ever generic "You have a beautiful smile" as his compliment and before he could get to the poem, The Guitar Hero walked in and immediately said "That was a half-assed piece of shit compliment. Come up with a better one and do it again." The pledge then went with "You're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen." The Guitar Hero said, "That's better" while putting his arm around my waist and then added, "Too bad she's my girlfriend. Haha poor pledges... attempting to get with older women. I saw the same one go hit on The Pageant Princess later.

I stopped by The Charter House's list party and The Flirt tried his hardest to keep me there but I promised to go back to The Mansion's party. I do have to say The Charter House's party was loud and worth the visit... especially since none of the guys there associate me as taboo (unlike most of the guys at The Mansion) and they are HOT. The Pageant Princess decided to stay there and I ended up going back to The Mansion by myself to face a bitter Guitar Hero who was mad that I left in the first place. Some idiotic Barbie's Whorehouse new pledge was flirting heavily with him so I said "Excuse me", nudged her out of the way and pulled him in for a hot and heavy kiss. Freshmen pledges. Honestly don't know who the fuck they're dealing with. I can outflirt them any day of the week and I'm damn good at it. But, I was feeling somewhat benevolent and also scheming to get rid of her so I sent the pledge that hit on me earlier her way. They were happily all over each other in a corner a little while later. Fixing up couples and eliminating the annoyances. All in a day's work.

Granted, I can already tell what's going to happen. They sleep together. He doesn't recall any of it (including her name) and doesn't respond her calls/texts/facebook messages. She gets all hurt about it, cries a bunch, then gets over it the next weekend with another hookup. The young ones just don't understand that if you hook up, it's a one time thing that's just meant to satisfy the desperate and current urge and nothing more. Seriously, girls gain some self-control, invest in a good vibrator or a steady boyfriend, or be fine with hooking up left and right with no further agenda... and stop crying to me about it because I've heard and seen the same damn story too many times. It's like that part of the horror movie where everyone is screaming "don't go in there" and of course the leading lady goes in there. Half-naked, no less.

There's nothing like a great party to round out the summer...

The Sorority Prodigy came up for a visit when The Guitar Hero came up and I convinced her to stay for a few days to hang out with me and The Social Chair. This is great all around since The Social Chair loves her too... which means I have twice the amount of pull from The Rush Board, not to mention the whole fun in three girls hanging out.

Tonight we went to a house party thrown by The Flirt from The Charter House... his parents were conveniently out of town. The Flirt is as his name describes him to be... he's a decently nice guy but definitely the ladies' man. He's been trying to hook up with me since freshman year when we lived in the same dorm and used to watch House, M.D. together since we're both pre-med. We almost hooked up on Valentine's Day of that year and ever since then he's decided to pull a Dr. Chase and text me every 14th of the month to ask me out. Without fail. Apparently not as dedicated as Chase asking Cameron out every Tuesday... but it amazes me that he hasn't forgotten a 14th yet. Still... I think he's too immature for me with his erratic dating patterns.

But the party was still fun. Met some more of the guys from The Charter House who apparently all think I'm amazing ever since their Jello Fight Night. The Flirt ended up organizing a Beer Pong tournament and he insisted that we be paired up for the whole of it... I wasn't sure if it was because he admires my aim or because he wanted to get into my pants since he kept sticking the ball in my face and telling me to lick it for luck. We ended up losing to The Social Chair and The Swimmer from The Charter House but it was okay because they ended up disappearing after the tournament and I just saw them asleep downstairs on a couch.

The Sorority Prodigy similarly had fun with The Prep. I imagine her mother would approve of him in terms of his family and whatnot seeing as his mother is also a member of the DAR apparently. I can also see The Guitar Hero not being happy with me if he ever finds out about tonight because not only are there decently hot guys from his rival house hitting on me, they're also hitting on his biological little sister. I don't think anything too graphic went down seeing as they were downstairs by the bar for most of the night.

Which, of course, left me and The Flirt... although not right away since I got into a huge debate with The Football Player about the whole Brett Favre leaving Green Bay bit, which then got a bunch of guys arguing on both of our sides. But he eventually got a keg rolled our way and the guys all decided that I just HAD to do a kegstand... which I did... but then I decided I wanted a drink of water and he decided to follow along. He then tried the whole "all the blood's rushed to your head from the kegstand, let's go outside so you can cool off," which I impatiently brushed off with an "I'm fine" but then he asked me to keep him company while he cooled off. Obviously he wanted to get me outside and away from everyone, but I'm a big girl so I just gave in and went with him. We walked to a park by his house and he insisted on pushing me on the swings. He was probably going for that big "romantic" moment in every good chick flick where the guy wins over the girl... and given his drunken state, it was not a bad execution... except that the girl is in a relationship already. To his credit, he didn't try to make a physical move... but he did dig at The Guitar Hero and The Mansion and asked me if I was ever going to say yes to a date. I told him that I would go on a date with him if he ever grew up and stopped being such a flirt. I figure that he was too drunk to remember that... plus he'll never stop being a flirt so either way I'm safe.

I don't think I'll tell The Guitar Hero about tonight... mostly because I think he'll make it more dramatic than it was or needs to be. He gets a little jealous whenever he sees other guys hitting on me, which is a little irritating since well duh, I'm in a sorority and I'm hot and not an idiot to boot... what do you expect? Of course guys are going to hit on me.

I'm still here at The Flirt's house. The Social Chair and The Sorority Prodigy didn't want to leave just yet seeing as they were both curled up with their respective boys and I didn't feel like driving after drinking so much. The Flirt wanted me to sleep with him in his bed (surprise, surprise) but he was pretty drunk by the end of the night so I put him in bed and said I was going to the bathroom and he was out by the time I turned off the light so I'm in their den using the computer. Sometimes I think that dating The Flirt would be fun since he's way more into sports than The Guitar Hero is which works for me since I grew up with two brothers and a dad who were crazy about sports. And sometimes The Guitar Hero gets a little worked up about stupid drama that happens like the whole thing with The Wine Heir which then he shuts himself away and writes songs on his guitar. But all in all, our relationship works and it's fine for now.

I think I might go out for coffee and bagels in a bit... no point in going to sleep now.

The 40 Days of Lent are preceded with 14 days of partying

Well, not by most accepted religious standards. Minus the lovely people who celebrate Mardi Gras. Between assorted rush parties and tomorrow's Superbowl barbecues and a few dates with The Guitar Hero, I've likely been out every night for the last two weeks.

I am so tired. And suffering from various bouts of hangover.

Somehow I even got shanghaied into going out with some of The Dancers and members of their newest class. They're alright I guess... the best that can be done with Spring Rush. Except that like eight out of ten of them are beanpoles that practically bound to class in point shoes doing plies and grand jetes. And The Dancer with Awful Triangle Hair tried to practically engulf The Guitar Hero into her hair and drag him away into the night while he was getting me a drink. Honestly. It's one thing if your hair looks like you haven't run a brush through it in days, it's another when it starts prowling for meat. It's a wonder it hasn't cannibalized HER.

Whatever, though. I still haven't decided where this thing with The Guitar Hero is going yet. Which is probably bad, considering The Day of Red and Pink Exploding Hearts, Cards, Flowers, and Assorted Stuffed Animals (aka Valentine's Day) is coming soon. I really wish I could take apart one of those ridiculous smiling gorillas that say "Me go bananas for you" when you push their hand and make it say something that Happy Bunny says instead. Something like "you're ugly and that's sad" or something. And then send it to The Frat Guy with a Liver of Steel.

The Guitar Hero is attractive, attentive and not your run of the mill horny frat boy. And he's decently knight-like. We were at his friend's apartment party and this guy who must not have showered in a week cornered me and tried to grind with me from behind when The Guitar Hero went to say hi to some friends. Not only was he completely disgusting, he was completely off the beat. I honestly didn't know people could be bad at grinding. I bet The Guy Who Hasn't Showered For A Week is horrible at sex. Anyway, the Guitar Hero came over pretty much instantly and got rid of him. And gave me his jacket when he walked me back to The House afterwards because the whole of the state has become a freezer more or less.

I wonder if I could get away with setting up The Dancer with Awful Triangle Hair with The Frat Guy with a Liver of Steel. Although, The Dancers and Tinkerballerina by extension might really hate me for it. Then again, they can't like The Dancer with Awful Triangle Hair too much... they all have sleek straight hair that is easily put into a bun.

Just one more day of partying before a dry spell. God it's just like Lent.

Foam, like champagne, is light, bubbly, and therefore fun

Foam parties are SO much fun.

Minus the fact that it's freezing outside so showing up to the party in a bikini is a little painful... but it's not wise to bring things to a foam party... they get lost in the foam. I feel a little bad for the bros at The Cave... I mean I guess the darkness set the mood for the foam party, but cleaning up that shit must be horrible. Ironic, because they're cleaning up soap basically... but still horrible.

That and people have been known to have sex in the foam. That's just gross. Tempting, because it's like sex in a giant bathtub, but disgusting for everyone else involved. Especially cuz the condoms disappear and aren't found until the bros start cleaning up.

But that's not my problem. Foam parties are awesome.

I can't wait for this party season to really get under way.