Sorry, I know I haven’t been on tumblr in a while, but I’m back. I suppose I haven’t been annoyed enough in a while to post on here, but as the summer has began so have my new stories and adventures.
For the summer I’m working at another university that I hadn’t visited prior to actually moving here. I figured new start, new adventures. Of course I looked into their greek life community just to see what kind of atmosphere I was getting myself into. In terms of sororities there are only like 3 here, and I’m not familiar with those chapters. However, with fraternities they have a good amount here and we have a lot of the same chapters back at my normal university. Throughout the past few weeks of living here I have seen groups of fratstars walk by and such, but I didnt really feel like putting up with their bullshit quite yet. All of that changed until last night…
A couple of friends and I were at a bar just hanging out when a group of guys sit by our table. My fratstar tingly sense kicked in and I could tell immediately they were all in a frat, and I was able to easily guess that they were definitely in one of the typical alpha-male frats that I have come to love yet hate at my home school. Sure enough we got to talking and they told me they were in that chapter and it got to the point where they invited my group back to the house. Before I continue the story, I want to point out how fucking weird it was with how desperate they came off as initially. Literally within 5 minutes of being in the bar they made sure to talk to me and ask for my number. As flattering as that is, we all know true fratstars play hard to get because we all know girls want what they cant have. I wish I was able to articulate better why their presence at the bar was very strange, but it just was.
So, we go back to their nasty ass frat house (oh how i’ve missed going in those humble abodes since school ended for summer). One of the guys and I were talking for most of the night; he has the same sense of humor/sarcasm as I do so we got along quite well. When we got to his place he asked who wanted a drink so I went back in the kitchen with him. It essentially turned into one of those really awkward moments where you’re in a small ass space and the guy is taller than you and looking at you and ends the conversation awkwardly and you end up kissing. I’m not saying I didnt want to, but it was just not the smoothest move I have seen. After we kissed I just picked up my drink and started walking back into the main room with everyone else, and he seemed quite confused that I was able just to walk away and act like nothing happened. Apparently this guy could not wrap his mind around the fact that unlike all the girls who go to this school, I dont give a fuck and I plan to use him as much as he would use me. It was as if he was expecting me to get all clingy or some shit over the fact that we kissed. So obviously as the night progressed, him and I sort of established that I was going to stay over for a bit, but I had to walk one of my friends back to her apartment.
After I took her back, which was like a 5 minute walk from the house, he asked when I was coming back and I said I was on my way and he said okay. Literally when I got up to the frat house he told me to come back in an hour because he went back out again. Men: If a girl is willing to go back to your place after she walked a friend back DONT MAKE HER WAIT A FUCKING HOUR. ITS BULLSHIT. He also requested that I send “dirty pictures” in the mean time, but I’m not a dumbass and dont do that shit. It all eventually worked out where I got back to his place and we fooled around, etc. I will get back to his issues in bed later. After all was said and done, he told me he has a rule that he wont let any girl sleep in his bed/stay over for the night so I’d have to go back to my apartment. FUCK THAT SHIT. This kid still didn’t fucking get that I am not the type of girl who wants a relationship. I am using him as much as he is using me, if not more. I told him to go fuck himself and that I was going to stay there for the night. I’m curious as to how fucking clingy the girls are at this school if the guys are so freaked out about letting a girl sleep over; that’s pretty bad. Overall I guess we will see how this pans out during the summer, I would like to have a definite slampiece while I’m here, but obviously I plan on meeting other fratstars while I’m here.
So, as promised, here are my issues with what he did in bed:
I truly thought that maybe the guys here are a little better with their ability to please a girl. I was wrong. Apparently at this school guys also use their fingers as weapons to stab my girly parts. Penis stabbing girly parts=awesome, fingers stabbing=NOT AWESOME. Guys, if you are “fingering” (aka stabbing a girl) and she is moaning, those are not sounds of pleasure, they are sounds of pain. My crouch is still healing from the torture it went through last night.
However, in other departments this particular fratstar didn’t do too bad. HE DID NOT WEAR SOCKS! I dont think you understand how fucking happy this made me, I cannot stand to look at another guy butt naked except wearing only socks. Besides his inability to use his fingers properly, the only other issue I had with him is just the fact that he was paranoid as fuck about me being clingy.
Sorry for the long update, but I’ll keep you guys posted on more summer adventures. And as always, please submit stories or rants of your own!