Weekend Review & Dance Update

Weekend Review!
Friday: I asked the WASP to pick up a 40 for me and went over to his place to play Chandelier. Ex-Roommate was in a mood because her boyfriend was at a strip club [she told him to go then got mad when he went; she's that kind of girl], so the two of us went out to the bars at around midnight to flirt with boys. On the walk over we picked up AP and his girlfriend, plus I mass-booty-texted AA, the Blond, and #3. AA never got back to me, the Blond was doing his "Let me know what you're doing later" thing, but #3 was ready and willing to meet up to crack open the wine he bought for me for my birthday. I started scrolling through his iTunes and landed on Sinatra. Since #3 and I are both from New Jersey we decided to listen to OBE. To be honest I was concerned about the a grievous lack of Springsteen on his part, but when #3 started singing "Witchcraft" to me it was game over.
I was in his bed for over twelve hours and, lemme tell ya, it was time well spent. Definitely worth repeating at least another 5 times.

Saturday: JB invited Hot Lesbian and the other girls she lived with Sophomore and Junior years for a Mexican potluck dinner at our house. We got involved in the newest Lifetime Original Movie while we ate and got lit on strong margaritas. One of our guy friends was throwing a party, so we rolled out en masse and descended upon the provided Franzia like classless locusts. The Blond was there, as was #3. I was kicking back and forth between the two all night, asking all my friends for advice. I was none too subtle about being into #3: We kissed in the middle of the party, which is something I never do. However, me walking past him on my way out of the house with JB to "Smoke a cigarette," then not returning because I fell into bed with the Blond was also pretty conspicuous.
Nothing major happened with the Blond- he was too drunk to keep it going that night and too hungover to move in the morning. He has a perfect body and a really sweet face, so it was nice to just be able to touch him all night, but I still think I would have been happier had I stuck around with #3.

I think that things with #3 have great potential: We spent 4 hours in a car with him [he's the friend who drove me back to campus], sat next to each other every day in the class we TA'd together last semester, splitt a handle of Jerry's and 2 bottles of wine, spooned for hours, had incredible sex, and share an appreciation for how funny I am.
I felt a little off for hooking up with the Blond, I made my Facebook status a Sinatra lyric ["Sometimes you have a very unladylike way of running out"]. A few hours later #3 wrote back ["Luck let a gentleman see how nice a dame you can be"], which is just about as good a sign as an overthinking maniac like me can think of.

Dance Update!
Dance Group had our first rehearsal of the semester on Sunday. We ran a barre warm up, stretched ourselves and practiced the two pieces from last semester that we're planning on showing in the 3 benefit performances we were invited to perform in this weekend.
It went fairly well. My knees were okay [then again, I did have a brace on both], my hip hurt, and my back is sore today from conditioning, but overall a good start. I'm really nervous about choreographing this semester since my last piece was a hot mess, but we'll see. At very least the Senior trio [this is going to be me, JB, and SH] will be good.
I'm also in charge of choreographing for the Spring musical, Brigadoon. I know nothing about the show and they still haven't given me a copy of the soundtrack. However, everyone involved with the musical theater club here is an atrocious dancer, so I don't have to make up anything groundbreaking.

Neither Weekend nor Dance!
-I am getting really anxious about getting my first paycheck of the semester because I could really use some food.
-I showed up to my first class half an hour late due to a printer failure [which is such a lame excuse, but it was true today!] then fell asleep in my afternoon class. Both instances made more embarrassing due to small class size and the fact that I hadn't showered since Saturday afternoon.
There's nothing like being the passed-out smelly kid in class. Really took me back to highschool.