Off the Hook (Up)
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November 14, 2008 - 12:00amFemale, Sophomore, 20, Arts & Sciences
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Friday, October 31
8:30 p.m. Start drinking. Tell best friend I need to black out tonight.
9:08 p.m. Arrive at mixer. Immediately look for alcohol. Find it; continue to drink heavily.
9:32 p.m. Start getting somewhat belligerent and talking shit about everyone to the best friend.
9:57 p.m. Contemplate who I want to hook up with tonight. Scan party. Wish I could hook up with boy-who-used-to-be-a-friend. Realize that’s never going to happen.
10:04 p.m. Between large gulps of vodka I listen to best friend talk about texting some boy. Get distracted, worry about who I am going to hook up with.
10:35 p.m. Head to Collegetown. Throw up numerous times. Swear I’ll be fine and head to the bar.
10:48 p.m. Uncharacteristically turn down a free drink and consider texting the huge asshole I want to hook up with.
11:24 p.m. Texted asshole. Start to panic that he won’t reply. Decide that I am an idiot who shouldn’t have a phone anymore.
11:25 p.m. He replies. Sigh of relief.
11:38 p.m. Extremely glad he is not playing texting games by not responding immediately. Wins major points for rapidfire texting. He invites me to come by. Best friend is happy to come with me.
11:57 p.m. Walk to see the asshole, wish I was wearing a coat. On the way pass the belligerent boy who texts me a little too much.
11:58 p.m. Belligerent boy texts me to come back and hang out with him.
11:59 p.m. Laugh about boy. Lie and say I want to see him but I have to stay with my friend. Momentarily feel bad.
Saturday, November 1
12:56 a.m. Somehow I have gotten stuck in a room with a boy I used to hook up with and his girlfriend. Do my best not to be awkward, believe I have succeeded.
1:08 a.m. Belligerent boy keeps texting me. Enjoy the attention to a point, but kind of wish he would get the hint. I decide to stop answering.
1:54 a.m. Make out with asshole, we go home together.
2:28 a.m. Stupidly turn down sex with asshole so he doesn’t think I’m a slut.
2:53 a.m. Start to think it’d be nice of me to give him head. But I think I can get away with not doing it, so I don’t.
3:37 a.m. Asshole leaves. Reconsider his asshole status. He didn’t seem all that bothered by my lack of returning any favors. Maybe I was just too drunk to notice.
4:31 a.m. Finally go to sleep after half-listening to roommate talk about her miserable night.
11:00 a.m. Sit around all day. Do bare minimum of work.
5:00 p.m. Still not doing work. Head to the gym.
10:43 p.m. Delete asshole’s number from my phone so I can’t text him.
11:37 p.m. Head to Johnny O’s.
Sunday, November 2
12:13 a.m. See friends of the asshole but no asshole in sight. Get slightly angry. He is back to asshole status.
12:28 a.m. Belligerent boy finally finds me. Fortunately the best friend pretends to be sick so I don’t end up alone with him.
12:56 a.m. Best friend leaves to go have sex with the boy she likes. So lame that I am home. Contemplate going back out and avoiding belligerent boy.
1:13 a.m. Fall asleep.
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