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Last night I went out to dinner and got soused on wine at the Vietnamese joint near campus with Dance Group. We finally got our new jackets, so we were quite the sight: a dozen tipsy girls wearing matching bright jackets, having a difficult time managing chopsticks, toasting everything in sight and having a ball.
After dinner, I went and read trash gossip magazines in JB's suite while she studied for an hour. Then it was decided that since it was my last night at school we needed to have fun. We mixed up some college cocktails, called up some buddies [the Dance Group freshmen, Freshman Buddy, the WASP, JB's suitemate], and pulled out a board game. Things didn't get too nuts because half of the group had papers to write or finals to take the next day, but it was fun.
The three freshmen and I left all at the same time. Freshman Buddy stepped to me for a moment and whispered that he was going to walk the other girls home and then come over.

When he came over I knew he wanted to get up to something since he took off his shoes, socks, necklace and watch when I was in the bathroom brushing my teeth. We sat down on the bed together and made lame small-talk for a few minutes. We started making out and he fumbled taking off my bra [he doesn't quite have the hang of it yet]. I could feel he was getting hard, so I upped the sexy. I blew him for a few minutes but wasn't sure how far he wanted to take things, so I stopped and propped myself over his chest. He asked if I was sober, and I said yes, since I basically was at that point. We dickered, 'Do you want to?' 'Only if you want to,' 'Well, yeah, but only if you want to,' for a minute or so before it was determined that yes, we both wanted to.
It was me on top again, but he wasn't just lying there, and it was good stuff. The kid's a natural, really.
After it was over, I got up and put on some clothes to sleep in. He got dressed, kissed me, and told me that he didn't think he wanted to sleep over. That kind of sucked, but I've done it to him twice so it's not like I can make a real stink about it. Plans had been made earlier to all go to breakfast early the next day; we both said we hoped the other made it, kissed, and he left.

I didn't wake up in time to go to breakfast with my friends [not for lack of effort on my poor alarm's part], and my dad came right on time as usual, so I didn't get to see him today. I missed saying goodbye to a lot of people; I hope no one takes it too personally...

I'm home until August. I'm going to apply to wait tables at the chain restaurant within walking distance from my house and hopefully get to ballet class. I have a fabulous European vacation planned for the end of June, so I'm very much looking forward to that.
I'm done with actual thinking for today, so, lists:

Things I Forgot to Pack/Lost at School:
Retainers.
Good comb.
2 Rechargeable batteries.
Favorite blue leotard [lost in the auditorium].
Various other articles of dancewear.
Favorite school sweatshirt [loaned to and never retrieved from stoner boy from basement].

Awkward Moments on the Ride Home with Dad:
Dad telling me how he has to fire his best friend at the office.
TA calling me and me having to say "I'm still in the car, I'll tell you later" a few times.
Relaying info between Dad and Bro via Bro's texts.
Explaining at least 5 times that my housing next year is not really an apartment, it's a house owned and rented by the school.
Dad telling my Grandma that Bro wanted his girlfriend to come to our house for a weekend, but insisting she sleep in his bed if she did.
Explaining that my computer's been acting up, having Dad suggest that he bring it into the office to check it out, asking if there's anything on there that he didn't want me to see, and me remembering my HNT folder.

Things Found in My Room at Home That DO NOT Belong To Me:
Zip-Loc baggie of individually wrapped tea bags.
Stuffed bear.
One of those ugly bags that zipper into a smaller bag.
Assorted pillows and towels.
Two small cans of coffee.
Memory foam mattress topper.
Expired KY warming lubricant [...ew].