Monday, April 11, 2011


I think I'm slowly getting over Alex. Signs from this weekend:
1. Soberly ignored his drunk booty call (friday)
2. Drunkenly ignored his sober booty call (saturday)

Friday was really boring because of dry campus. I only texted Alex back at all because I could tell he was drunk and I wanted to know where people were drinking. He was at the bars. SO no luck.

Saturday I went to KA because they promised they'd have a tea. Their tea was a little strong, even by my standards. Strong enough for Rule #1 to go out the window.

Rule #1: Don't hook up with KA's

I've broken Rule #1 3 times now. Once the night me and Alex broke up. And that's a secret I've never told anybody. I just made out with the kid on the sober ride to KA. idk why. Once over St. Pats with this KA who's on Co-op, so that's like the only time I've ever seen him. And then Saturday night....

So same kid as the sober ride incedent, Jake. We've flirted back and forth all year but I've never allowed anything to actually happen. So uhhhh idk what happened. I remember going up to the penthouse, looking for some of my sisters, and when I got up there it was only Jake and another freshman KA and 3 DOL's. DOL's are disgusting and trashy and should not be allowed in the penthouse. I just sat down at the bar and I'm pretty sure I did a shot of vodka.

Next thing I remember I'm walking down one of the bedroom hallways with Jake. Walking the direction like we came out of his room. Idk. Next thing I know, we're in the shower. Shower sex is tricky sober, when you're blacked the fuck out it results in a bunch of extremely painful bruises. Just a little life lesson there.

And then afterwards I went like back out to the party. One of my sisters was like "Haley why is your hair all wet?" uhhhhhhh idk, it's raining? I got put to bed shortly after that.

So this is the sort of thing I should feel bad about. But I really don't feel bad about it at all. I mean, it was good. And I didn't think about Alex at all that night. Maybe this is what I need to get me through the rest of this terrible school year. I'll be your sorostitute if you'll be my frat slam?

1 comment:

  1. Haley, dear, i hate to sound like a nag or your mom, but please don't drink so much. I really don't want anything bad to happen to you