reasons kayla needs to move back to nebraska:
seriously one of the best days of my life. EVERYDAY was a good day--even the bad ones.
from kayla's livejournal:



September 30, 2005

09:33 am: .
I thought last night was going to be a waste. Sorority girls. Frat boys. Composite return for Acacia. (Say it will me: Ah-Kay-Sha.) Boys singing made up songs. Hanging out. BBQ. Volleyball. Who wants to do that? Not me. Yea right.

Last night rocked.

We like to steal composites. These things are huge mother fuckers that weigh like a million pounds. They have everyone's picture in the frat on them. It takes two people to carry it. How to steal a composite? Sneak into the house. Grab the huge thing off the way. Run like hell.

I didn't know it was illegal.

After you steal them, you decorate them. You want to make the boys as embarassed as possible. You write mean comments on it with special glass markers. You put streamers of blue and white around the edges. You write about how much they love ADPi. You draw big eyebrows on the "tools" and put crowns on the mean fuckers. You put beads around necks and feathers in hair. And then you laugh at the composite. You laugh until you can't laugh anymore. And your pants are wet.

There were seven of us in the begining. All listening to Kate bad mouthing our president, and trying to get other people to come. At 5 it was time to go. Our plan was to walk down the hall, go down the elevator, and walk (without making a scene) to the outside world. Imagion how hard this is with a huge 3x4 foot composite with streamers flying everywhere. JV and Charley were the main carriers. I thought my only use was being the cheerleader.

I was gong to walk down the stairs. They called me back. In the elevator, there were JV, Charley, Chrystal and I. In the elevator JV and Chrystal were talking about how Charley and I are freshman. We can't get in trouble. I kinda freaked out. There was a chance of us getting trouble? But...I went along with it anyway. Just because how can you say no to a huge fucking composite...and your diamond sister?

But, I didn't know my job was to be a blocker.

As soon as we walked off the elevator, one of those higherup's walked by. He pretened not to see us. If you don't look, it's not happening, right? I was busy looking at the boys. JV told me to walk faster. That's when I realized why I was there. Me and Chrystal...blocking the view of passerbys. Boys walked by us and giggled, and cover their mouths.Outside we met some other ADPi people.

Then we piled illegally into 4 vehicles.

It was akward. All of us girls in the basement of the Acacia house. Silence. Afraid of sitting. Afraid of standing. Afraid of seeing wet things. It was a frat house, after all. Over the intercom, a voice said for all Acacia boys to report to the basement. And boys came into the living room area. All with hats on. Somberos, hunting hats, and winterly fured hats filled the room. Songs were sung. Them, two. Us, one. I "called" two boys. Justin. Big Kyle. *sigh*

Justin showed us their trophies. Some of them were from our 8 Ball Tourni. Then we played foosball. Justin and I on a team. Charley and Steve on a team. Steve was frightening. He shook my hand in the middle of the game to introduce himself. I sucked. Justin thought it was funny. He touched me. I froze. Good going, Kayla. We won. High fives. I was an awesomely sucky goalie.

Food. Burgers the size of your fucking head. I ate bread and pretzels. And drank koolaide. At a table with Charley, Lisa, and a quiet girl from Neihardt. Justin thought we looked lonely and boyless. He sat by me.

Volleyball. You know me. Balls come out, magented towards me. I didn't play. I talked to Charley and JV. Justin came out. *silence* *smiles and gigles* *I love him-type looks* JV told us that we're awesome at conversations. Kate came over. JV told her about our awesome coversational skills. "Charley's all like 'volleyball!!' and Kayla's all like 'He's so pretty!'"-JV.

Within minutes, Kate loved me. Thank you nonthinking mind and open mouth!

"You're my new best friend. You're so punky...and YOU'RE IN A SORORITY!"-Kate to me.

Confessed love. Open mouths. Drooling. "There's a kitty on his pants!" Laughs. Wedgies. Volleyball balls flying into the street. Running boys. M&M's flying into Kate's shirt. Pool. Home video's. "Come sit by me."

"Go sit by Kyle."-Kate "I can't. I might pounce on him."-Me

They were going to give me money to pounce. I didn't do it.

Four hours of frat boys. Four hours of staring with open mouths. The perks of being a sorority girl.

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