ok, first and foremost, i think my boobs are growing. awesome. (yeah cuz apparently my hormones don't think they are big enough already....oh well the guys won't complain)
ooh so i had a crazy ass weekend. knowing me, it should be expected, but i always manage to surprise myself with just how crazy it gets.
thursday night i was a good kid, i went to bed early in lieu of drunken adventures because A) i had to work that morning and was dead tired, B) i had a paper to turn in on friday, and C) i needed all my energy so i could begin packing and cleaning to move out! :'(
friday night the purdue wrestlers invited us to come up....but it was too short of notice, so we agreed to come on saturday (and come we did, more on that later...), so instead i just went with some girls to my house to atwater, where my mom in the house parties a lot.
as usual, i proceeded to get really smashed. i stole some beads from this kid steve, they are really cool. we somehow ended up at the sorority, then at the frat next door, but i left while jamie gave rob head (atta girl jamie haha), and ryan came over. Long story short, i had sex in the parking lot of my sorority. hell yes.
still quite inebriated and hyper, i got a ride from ryan back to my dorm and talked to joel online. the kid ACTUALLY asked me to swipe HIS v-card this week. heh, good terms catch on quck, don't they? so anyways, i'm not sure, he's a good guy but i already have enough sex and might feel bad taking his flower.
i woke up and realized i'd lost jamie, who cannot drive due to a serious stiletto injury resulting in a broken foot, so i had to hike my ass across campus to the house to drive her car back. we went out to breakfast (or lunch? it was like noonish), then lounged around, went to dinner with our roommates for next year, and left for purdue!!
here's where the funny part starts:
craig and chris were waiting for us at chris's apartment when we got there around 10, and jamie unfortunately did not think chris was cute. because i have a wrestler fetish, i REALLY want him, i mean he's an ncaa division 1 runner up, and he's training for the olympics, oyy....and next year when he's back on the team he will win whatever weight class he decides to compete in (most likely 133), he's THAT good. if i hadn't been hooking up with craig already when i met chris in february, i probably would have hooked up with him instead, how could i resist? i was actually thinking about suggesting trading chris for craig, but thought that would sound distasteful, so i kept my mouth shut.
drinks were made, laughter ensued, and the cute innocent sorority girls got trashed..... craig and i ushered chris and jamie out of the room so we could start hooking up, but then he got up and went in the other room. i got bored and called one of the guys, and then chris came out. somehow, we had managed to pull a switch. chris and i started hooking up while jamie and craig did in the other room.
i believe i have mentioned before that craig has a huge penis and it's a lot of fun.....well he was getting on my nerves, so i told him quite frankly that i hated him but loved his penis. oh, the turmoil. am i obnoxious or what? chris's was significantly smaller (as are 90 percent of the penises in the world haha), but still about average, maybe bigger. i was drunk, i can't remember.
so we uh, went at it all over the apartment, and eventually made it to chris's bedroom, where apparently we got really loud. craig was pissed off. well, he got to hook up with jamie, so i think we are even.
i remember throwing up around 1:30.......then i remember nothing between then and 4:30am, when we woke up again. i wasn't wearing any pants, but i thought it was funny, so we started hooking up again. chris suggested getting the video camera and taping our adventures. i just laughed and told him to go tape jamie and craig. he did, but they were passed out naked. craig wasn't even cuddling with her--he was positioned at the opposite end of the couch. what a dick.
at that point, chris and i returned to the bedroom to make some more noise. finally around 6:30 we were spent. that's about 4 hours total of quality sex time, and that's with enough alcohol in our systems to pass out and get sick. so if we were sober, that'd be like having 8 hours of sex, i think. hah, and people wonder why i like collegiate wrestlers :)
oh and plus craig is afraid of oral sex and chris is not. it's a shame he's not better at it....oh yeah, he was drunk, i will excuse it then. at least he was a fun lay.
at 9:30, we had to leave so i could be back in town for my friend's wedding shower, and i looked like SHIT....we accidentally stole some shirts :)
my life is crazy. someone needs to put me on house arrest.
and hey, if chris places high enough at his weight class at the world team trials, then i can say i had sex with an olympic athlete. how cool is that?