When I was 22, just out of the Marine Corps, I went out with a girl whom I knew from High School who was currently a senior at an Ivy League school. Playboy magazine was doing a peice on the "Women of the Ivy League". The girl I was with auditioned and was accepted and did a shot in the magazine and was invited to be a Playboy centerfold model... she later declined the centerfold shoot because of fear that it would later on down the line come back to haunt her after she graduated and started a new career. (This girl was SMOKING HOT and un-godly smart). She ended up doing a one picture shoot for the magizine and we enjoyed that for a while and then it was all but forgotten in our lives. We got engaged and then in about a year or so things just werent working out anymore and I had a small (haha) gambling and drinking problem and we split up. I was devestated. Thing is.... when I first went to see her in upstate NY at this Ivy League school, fresh out of the Marines I felt like a super rock star. I was in great shape, had a whole lot of cash, and the hottest girl on campus. It was awesome from the time I went up there til the time she graduated, which was only a couple months time. Again, it was literally the time of my life.
After we broke up I decided to go back to the Ivy League campus and let it all happen all over again.... God had other plans. By now I had a very serious drinking problem (currently sober for a couple years) and was a few years older than the average college kid, but I was determined to make this happen, to find love, fun, a place to drink my face off every night, and another rich, Ivy League hottie!!! One night I was out in "college town" drinking and watching a game on the tv when I met a couple guys from a fraternity. We got to talking and they asked me if I would be interested in pledging at their frat. The only problem was you had to be a student at the school but I wasnt. I decided I would go along with it for a little while and they took me for a tour of the House and everything. I told them later that I was a freshman starting the next semester cause I was just out of the Military. I pledged at their fraternity for 3 months, all the while faking that I was a student at the Ivy League college. To make a long story short it was amazing.... I kept busy all day, usually drinking at an off campus bar by day, and partying all night and hooking up with mad ladies!!
One day I came home from a day of drinking as usual and there were 25 Brothers waiting for me when I came in the door. One guy found out at the registrar that I wasnt a student and my records where nowhere in the schools records. I recieved a beating like none other I have ever took in my life. I learned a valuable lesson that year and that was that I would be myself for the rest of my life.
After we broke up I decided to go back to the Ivy League campus and let it all happen all over again.... God had other plans. By now I had a very serious drinking problem (currently sober for a couple years) and was a few years older than the average college kid, but I was determined to make this happen, to find love, fun, a place to drink my face off every night, and another rich, Ivy League hottie!!! One night I was out in "college town" drinking and watching a game on the tv when I met a couple guys from a fraternity. We got to talking and they asked me if I would be interested in pledging at their frat. The only problem was you had to be a student at the school but I wasnt. I decided I would go along with it for a little while and they took me for a tour of the House and everything. I told them later that I was a freshman starting the next semester cause I was just out of the Military. I pledged at their fraternity for 3 months, all the while faking that I was a student at the Ivy League college. To make a long story short it was amazing.... I kept busy all day, usually drinking at an off campus bar by day, and partying all night and hooking up with mad ladies!!
One day I came home from a day of drinking as usual and there were 25 Brothers waiting for me when I came in the door. One guy found out at the registrar that I wasnt a student and my records where nowhere in the schools records. I recieved a beating like none other I have ever took in my life. I learned a valuable lesson that year and that was that I would be myself for the rest of my life.
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