Wanting to hook-up or make-out in different places must be an unconscious behavioral habit that kicks into gear when the least bit of resistance is shown from outside environmental factors. For example, I was never allowed to bring a guy home before the age of 16 unless I wanted to induce bodily harm on another and be permanently grounded until the age of 25. It goes without saying, then, that the option to invite a guy upstairs to check out my room (which is pink with relics of doll collections, running paraphenalia and old pictures from when I looked like a cross between Kimmy Gibbler and Punky Brewster), would definitely be out of the question. I am guessing this was a similar case for many of my female college peers back in high school. Therefore, due to forces we are unable to control, namely 6′ 4″ fathers, we were compelled to get creative with first kisses and first make-out sessions.
I like to think we have come a long way from high school hookups. I do not foster the most jovial of memories when rendering up games of “seven minutes in heaven” in which participants could be wedged in a closet for seven minutes. Getting more daring, we tried sneaking an after school make out session under the football bleachers, only to be discovered by a coach and find oursevles in a week long discussion about “The Consequences of Pregnancy”. However, it is possible that our best memories of make-out sessions happened within the confines of our first set of wheels. It is no doubt that “just going out for a drive” ended in steamed windows.
Yet, as college students, we still find the need to revert back to old habits. Getting back to the dorm room and finding a “!” on the dry-erase board is a clue your room is occupied. In that case, it’s off to the laundry room (preferably the TH ones, under the 2 block), ground floor of Canisus, showers (hopefully one with doors), BCC, tennis courts and elevators. This time it’s the RA, Public Safety or a disoriented person still doing their laundry at 3 a.m. who is likely to walk in.
It is doubtful there is much creativity left for obscure hookup locations on campus after asking various people for this article where they have hooked up. All the bases have been covered, literally. Just remember, the creativity of your hookup is only defined by your own experiences.
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