It's been awhile. Surprisingly, college makes it hard to find free time. Between the classes, the parties, and all the Netflix movies and shows, it's hard to figure out how one might manage this balance. However, I think I'm beginning to figure it out.
Classes are easy enough, they're scheduled and you show up. Showing up really is the hardest part of the classes.
Once you get your classes down, finding time to party and watch an excessive amount of movies come next. Being a single female that is apparently pretty enough to be desired by drunk and sober males alike, parties are easy to become invited to.
The fraternities on campus all hold some fun guys and some douchebags, as you would imagine. Finding people to hang out with at parties is easy enough, especially since the best thing to do is go in a group. I found my group. Enough girls and guys to make it safe and balanced. But back to the "frat" boys. I refuse to say "frat" as the appropriate term. Frat has more of a negative connotation, and the boys I hang out with do not deserve that negativity. At least not always.
These boys are basically in charge of flirting to get you to stay. It's like all the girls that work at breasteraunts. The scantily clad girls will flirt with you for a larger tip, much like the fraternity boys will flirt and make sure you are having a good time so you will stay, with the ultimate goal of getting you to come back with more hot girl friends.
I've never been one to clean up someone else's physical mess. If your boyfriend breaks up with you and your emotional stability is out the window... I can clean that up, ice cream and The Notebook. But if you vomit on my shoes... I'll most likely remove my shoes and leave them on the pavement with the rest of your rejection. I've always been that way. So as you would imagine, parties are a harder concept for me than a t shirt would be for a horse. Plus, I don't dance.
I do, however, enjoy being flirted with.
The Phi Delta Theta boys had a party and sure, they ran out of alcohol, got busted by the cops, and the house was like a sauna from the body heat and sweat. But, the boys did their job, even I got to dance with one of the more attractive brothers. Actually, he could have been a pledge, but that doesn't stop him from being attractive. I also got to meet a kid from my history class; he had that foreign exchange sexiness that comes with being Mediterranean. I'm actually 90% sure that the Phi Delt boy I danced with is in my English class now...
The Sigma Nu party was definitely not the same. I was completely different in the beginning of the year though. The SigNu party came well before the PhiDelt party and I had changed in those 3 or 4 months. The Sigma Nu party was one of the first weeks of school. And it was a paint party. I only had my best friend, Kelsey, there with me. Which made things difficult since we didn't know how to find some people to talk to. We eventually found a kid we had met in our lobby a few weeks before. This party actually led to my first "hook up," if you will. However, it was not an actual "hook up."
The Delta Chi parties are always fun. I say that, because while several people would find the more kickback like parties boring, I like the intimacy of getting to actually know people in a place where getting off your ass wasted is harder than double fisting 4 beer cans. These boys are the definition of chill. Sure sometimes they can go hard, but they usually just gradually get wasted.
Then there are the guys who don't invite me to parties, but to the several bars around town. While technically as an underage adult, I am not supposed to be in the establishment, I guess no one really cares as long as I don't drink. Tonight I got invited to Bullfrogs. I almost said yes based off the sheer fact that three of the guys going were attractive, and I tried to get to know the boys that asked all last semester.
Netflix will ruin your life. "But one more episode," you'll say. By the time you're done watching tv, it's 5 in the morning and class is in 3 hours. I have no comment on this really because I haven't managed to beat the movie temptation.
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