Dear Ana D,

I can't believe I did it! I did the senior fishbowl run. Peer pressure is an amazing force. So are friends you feel comfortable around. And who can forget the power of booze?

I started out thinking I was definitely not going to do the fishbowl run, but Adrian and Heather said they were going to do it with Francesca. Katelyn decided she was going to do it too. So I figured, oh what the hell. We came back from the bar, I put on cuter underwear and a bra, and threw on my jeans with the hole in the crotch and an old white tank, figuring I wouldn't be too upset if I lost them. 

When we got there, Laura came too! Katelyn and I were so surprised. We went and got something to drink. I felt surprisingly overdressed. Katelyn was the first to doff her pants, and I followed suit. It wasn't so bad, as long as I didn't look down. Plus, most people weren't staring, as they were also naked, or too drunk to care. Which I proceeded to get.
The dance was also fun. I danced like a maniac, and Francesca, who was already topless, tugged my shirt up, so I took it off. It was surprisingly un-scary. Again, I just didn't look down. And I'd had plenty of alcohol. This was very much unlike that lingerie party. Remember? I barely had the courage to take my shirt off. And even then, I put it back on pretty fast.

The run itself wasn't supposed to happen until 3 AM, but some people decided to start. We ran outside, and part of the way, Katelyn goes "Oh what the hell" and takes off her bra! So I followed suit, being extremely drunk and her having broken the ice. Laura also followed suit. We sprinted down campus, and I was pretty pleased that I was able to run the whole time, except when an ambulance was on campus and we had to stop to let it pass.

We ran down to the court, I was holding my boobs so they didn't bounce around too painfully, and rang the gong! A couple minutes later I put my bra back on, not feeling the need to be quite so exposed anymore. There were many, many naked people. And people in their underwear.

The weird part was, what with me being dressed in some sexy lingerie and dancing around, no one wanted to dance with me. I had a really good time, but I'm sort of like... "Hello? I'm as good as naked, you can see my ass and my boobs and somehow you're not interested?" I try not to care. After all, everyone was very naked. And it was a lot less sexual that you might think, although plenty of people were making out hooking up etc. 

When I went back to my room, I was still sooo drunk. I waited as long as I could so I wouldn't have weird dreams, and then went to bed. 
I still can't believe I did this!

Love,

Lai Chayre