I am going to be less drunk

I have been smashed every day of this past week (starting on Monday). I did not do anything really proud on Saturday of last week either. Actually, I did really shameful things.

In any case, I think it’s a problem when the person I made out with friends me on Facebook and all I can think of is, “I could’ve done worse.” At the same time, that means, “I could’ve done SOOO much better.” — I do remember trying to dance with one guy yesterday and he was like, “I have a girlfriend, but if I didn’t, I would totally dance with you.” Such empty words. That just made me embarrassed, well, as embarrassed as I can be when I am drunk (which I guess is not that much).

All I can remember about the guy yesterday, besides the fact that I tried to avoid him for half an hour but then after I finally caved and allowed him to buy me (and my roommate, who also took his drink) a drink, I was just like WTF, and I made out with him. I followed him to the top floor of the club and basically made out with him on a sofa. But I felt sooo shitty the next day, because I know I was not attracted to him. All I remember was his annoying voice, how he kissed like he was a skeleton, and how he was really rough. I remember saying at one time, “You’re too rough.” But he just kept on going with whatever he was doing. That was not considerate, and seriously, that tells me miles about a guy when he doesn’t listen to me.

And then later that night, when I went up to my room, my roommate was just like, “What is that on your neck?” And I realized I had a hickey. I texted him and was like, “That was so not cool that you left a mark on me.” And even though he gave me three texts apologizing, I still felt so shitty afterwards the next day.

But he just FBooked me. And like any other student stalker, I checked out his pictures. At least he’s not horrible. Not my cup of tea, but not horrible either.

I think what gets me the most is that his voice is not one I liked. And that he did not listen to me even if I did not tell him explicitly to stop. Guys are just supposed to know.

Thank god a good guy (he wasn’t even that close of a friend) took care of me the entire rest of the night. He was so sweet because he didn’t try to do anything. He just made sure I had enough water to drink. Even though he did try to kiss me once, he didn’t try to afterward, because I don’t think he wanted to take advantage of a drunk girl. Because he was one of those guys. It’s only so sad that we don’t have any good conversations when I am sober. I remember trying to talk to him once, really hard, because my friend told me that he thought I was cute. But it was so futile for me. In any case, what he did yesterday was extremely sweet and I am glad for it.

Well, I am actually tired of getting smashed every night now. I am not getting that smashed anymore.

By the way, if you can’t tell, I am a bit tipsy right now. Not drunk (because I don’t want to get to that stage again), but tipsy.

Senior week = crazy

I think I don’t care anymore. But I do need to stop making out with people. Thank god I have girlfriends around; guy friends are just like, “She looks like she’s having fun. Let her continue to.” Girls just pull me away — THANK YOU!

Just went to rent my cap and gown and buy all my tickets for next week. All senior things related isn’t too cheap. Senior week in itself, with all the events I am going to, costs $135. Next week, tickets for food for my family at different events comes out to $85. Cap and gown rental was $44. So, in total, I have spent $264 within two weeks. This is not counting the food that I buy myself ($22 within this week). I am not paying for any of my own drinks though, thank goodness.

Thank goodness I have my tutoring job. But that’s solidly two weeks of pay right there. Ha, I guess I spend as I make.

Roommate love

I think I will really miss my roommate after graduation. We have grown very close to one another, I would think. I’m sure we will keep in touch. During senior week, we have planned to a write a letter to each of our future husbands (I will be writing to hers, she to mine) about the other, and this letter is supposed to be opened on wedding day. I also know that I will definitely be invited to her wedding as a bridesmaid…whenever that is.

We also have a bet going on (the stakes are too low, I know) that whoever doesn’t get a boyfriend for three months first will have her boyfriend pay for all of our drinks once we meet again.

I want to record down a few memories though

1) Whenever we crap, we always spray my roommate’s body spray in the bathroom. So it smells like fruity crap.

2) She has picked up from me to make weird noises. I just randomly make noises sometimes.

3) Whoever takes the last piece of food on a plate or the servery is “one of those people.”

4) She has surpassed me (I was the teacher) in getting guys. Yes, she goes up to strangers and just…goes with them. Lol. It isn’t as sketchy as it sounds.

5) She said she felt like she was dying while she vomited from excess alcohol.

6) People randomly get our names mixed up. I think it’s because we’re together too often. I admit, we have the same initials, same number of letters in both our first and last names, and contain 4 of the same letters in our first names.

7) Both watch too many TV shows for our good (but she watches way more)

8) Both need boyfriends. Lol.

I’m sure there are many other things too, but ah…college is coming to an end! One of our futons has been carted away and the ottomans are gone. Tomorrow, our fridge and microwave will be gone. Soon, we will just have a big empty space as our common room.

Clubbing attire? Check.

In the past couple of weeks, I feel like I have just doubled my clubbing attire. Well, it’s because I also started out with a small number of clothing pieces for that purpose. I had a few tops, which I always paired with my black jeggings, but never clubbing dresses. Yesterday, three dresses came in.

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I’m only going to be wearing two of the dresses — the black ones. The golden eighties-vibe dress is for a review I am doing over at EdenFantasys. I wrote about them a few weeks ago when I was looking for for sex toys. While they do sell those, they also sell dresses. While some of their selection is very scandalous, there are also those which are more modest. Plus, with their review program, I can get free items to review. The golden leopard print dress was one of those free items. However, it didn’t work out too well for me because I actually hated the dress once I saw it. I loved the other two black dresses I got from them. In fact, the black one-shoulder dress is reversible and can be turned red.

I’m going to be wearing the one shoulder at one of the senior week dances next week. I am so excited!

By the way, if you want to buy anything from EdenFantasys, feel free to use the code VFA to get 15% off your order. It’s available whenever and will never expire. Or, get with the reviewing program and you might be able to snag some stuff for free.

Dress turned to shirt

I got a dress last week that I planned to wear to one of the dances during senior week. That is, until I realized it was way too short. I deluded myself for a few days saying that it was okay — that I was going to make small movements when I danced. But who am I kidding? When I dance, I go all out. I can’t have my dress riding up. So, I decided to turn it into a shirt and it actually functions pretty well for that. Here it is in three forms (dress, with pants, with skirt):

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I’m actually pretty pleased with the top. I wore the dress/shirt out with my black pants, black blazer, and short (2 inch) heels today and I got a couple of compliments. It’s also one of those multi-way dresses, so I can play around with the top to make it one-shoulder, capped sleeve, etc. I will definitely be wearing this a lot for clubbing.

But, I don’t know if I should wear this to any of the dances. There are three dances and I have already decided clothing for two of them (I will be wearing the Victoria’s Secret multi-way ruched dress in two different configurations in black and red for two separate days).

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Well, I have three more dresses coming in next week. One of the dresses I’m definitely not going to wear — I just got it to write a review. I’ll see how short the other two dresses are though.

Writing papers is like giving birth

And I like to torture myself and prolong this labor process. It’s painful and long, and you want it to stop, but it doesn’t. It takes forever and by the time you are finished, you’ve given up all your energy along the way. But in paper writing, instead of experiencing the miracle of life, you are crapping out some hastily written and usually verbose piece of I-don’t-know-what.

As you may tell, I didn’t have the best writing experience recently. Always the lazy person and current senior, I decided to leave four assignments to the last minute. Reading period started last Thursday, which should have given me a week and a day to finish all my assignments as they were all due yesterday (Friday). But I definitely didn’t feel like I had the most time in the world when I was writing.

I partied on Friday, did nothing during the weekend, then did nothing some more on Monday and Tuesday. I was supposed to have finished an assignment on Wednesday (I told someone I would get it in, but since it was pass/fail, I didn’t have much pressure). But I didn’t. In any case, I thought I was superwoman and planned to finish two papers on Wednesday (a 10-page and a 15-page paper). That didn’t go too well — I only managed to write 8 pages of the first paper.

On Thursday, I planned to finish my 10-page, 15-page, and start on another assignment. That didn’t go too well either. I was up until midnight finishing my 15-page.

Then yesterday, while I told myself I would wake up early to complete my assignments, I didn’t get out of bed until 11am. I had to rush through a 5-page English paper (I suck at writing these) that was due at 4pm and then spent another 6-7 hours completing my final policy brief assignment that was due at midnight. I’ll just say, I was very glad to be done with everything as I emailed or uploaded my 10-page, 15-page, and policy brief assignments within a half hour of each other around midnight last night.

I have just completed the last assignment I will ever do in college. Now I just have to prepare for the last exams I will ever take in college.

Did they forget we went through the application process?

Yesterday, graduating seniors from my college were invited to a presentation to tell us about and train us to be alumni interviewers for applicants to our college. I wanted to be such an interviewer because it would not only help me to understand what the interviews were actually meant to do, but allow me to connect with current applicants. I really wanted to see what kind of applicants my college gets.

The presentation started at 4:30pm and went almost until 6pm. Keep in mind that this week is our reading period, when we are supposed to study for finals or complete papers. I still have 4 papers to complete (due this Friday). I mean, most of this is my fault (I could’ve started a month ago, but didn’t). But, at the same time, I didn’t want to waste time listening to things that were boring.

While I did gleam some information about what the purpose of the interviewers were supposed to do (and they didn’t have that large a role, which I knew already), I also wondered why the presentation went that long. At one point, I was wondering if they realized that we had undergone the same application process four years ago and the terrors/nervousness/preparations were still remembered, although not as clear as day. They kept on telling us about statistics about our college, what we should do if we were asked about financial aid, life here, etc. I guess alumni from my college may differ, but I would think that we would all be smart enough not to be stupid.

Ah well…I’ll sign up to do interviews anyway when it is emailed/mailed to us. I’m interested to be interviewing Chinese students next year…let’s see what type of Chinese students apply to my college.

I can finally start planning the next year of my life

Got the Fulbright to China! Woot! I was happy, but not as elated as when I got to college. I think it’s cause I was expecting this — if I didn’t get the Fulbright, then I would’ve been shocked beyond words.

In any case, I can finally starting booking my tickets to China and contacting people to actually start setting up what I will be doing.

And start freaking out about what I want to do in my life. Ah well. Let me just savor these last few weeks before graduation before I start working about that part.

Finally starting to sell my stuff…it’s ending!

I finally shipped out the Ebay items I sold and put up my senior sale. I’ve been pushing this off for a week. I have to say though, I’m much better at selling stuff than my roommate. I reuploaded all the photos onto my own account and then wrote up an advertisement. After sending them to all my lists, I also emailed one friend from each of the dorms here and had them forward my advertisement over their lists. That basically covered everyone except the freshman. But hey, freshman may be too confused to even know what senior sales were.

In any case, most of the furniture was gone within a few hours and I had a few bites at people checking out the clothes that I was selling. I hope that people buy them, because I do have quite a few dresses that are new with tags. I’m hoping to make a profit from them – hah. I just bought two new dresses from Ebay a couple of days ago, so I would like to sell some clothes to make up for this deficit.

I should also put up a few more clothes on Ebay before I leave.

I think it will hit me that I am graduating after all the furniture is gone and I go outside and see an empty common room.

In other news, I bought my senior week tickets today. $135…ughh…oh well, I guess in the grand scheme of things, it isn’t that much money.

Pet peeves: Unnecessarily secretive

One of the major pet peeves I have is when people just keep information from others without really needing to. It makes them seem super competitive and not friendly. It gives me this vibe that they would throw you under the bus if it would benefit them. It seems like they would be willing to partake in sabotage.

I remember when I was in sophomore year, I disliked my current roommate because I felt she was always so secretive. If there was an opportunity that showed up — came along in an email chain or something — she wouldn’t necessarily forward it on. She would talk about it after the deadline was over. That really irritated me, but I felt like she stopped being like that the longer I got to know her.

Until today again. I found that she had been tutoring someone since last semester. This isn’t such a big deal, so I don’t understand why she even kept it from me. To make me think that she doesn’t have any outside source of money? Why? She got the tutoring gig through a website that I recommended that she sign up for (because I had signed up for the website and that landed me with the tutoring job that I currently have of tutoring three hours per week). I told her she should earn more than the $14/hour she is getting at the college. I told her to set her rates at $50/hour. But when she got the job, did she tell me? No, she didn’t even mention it until it slipped out today when we were talking about where she would stay in China this summer and she said she would be staying with a person that she is currently tutoring.

This just really annoys me. I don’t understand why she felt the need to place that secretly. I almost feel as if because this is something that she is earning money from, she doesn’t want to tell anyone else for fear that she would get competition. To me, that’s just really selfish and unnecessarily secretive, especially towards friends.

Well, in any case, I don’t give a damn. It’s just really annoying, but as we’re graduating soon, I’m just going to put this out of my mind.