Crazy Weekend Part II 3/23/2003
Friday was outright craziness. Toni IMed me around seven asking if I wanted to pregame with her in her dorm. As it turns out, my entire pledge class came that night. We're rarely all together since we're ten very busy girls but it was so wonderful hanging out with all of them. Those girls can drive me crazy, but they're good people.
I did two vodka shots and a tequila shot when I was there. The thing that sucks about pregaming with ten other people (Olivia was there too) is that there's barely enough alcohol to go around. We took some crazy group shots together before heading out to our sorority mixer. We split up into two cabs to go to the APD house. The pledges were already there. They screwed up when giving me my sorority greeting so I yelled at them to do it over. I apologized later...alcohol makes me get bitchy I guess.
There was no punch and no guys when we go into the house. Apparently the boys were told at the last second or something. Finally someone brought wine in a box, so I chugged a cup of that, along with another concoction that I made. Vodka, blue Gatorade, and cranberry juice
tastes really good, although it looks kinda funny....
I apologized to the pledges and tried to make an effort to talk to all of them. I took pictures with my favorite pledges, Sarah and Diana. I wish I was up to get a Little this semester...those girls are so awesome.
They did their serenade dance which sucked, but their greeting for their pledge mom was awesome. They made her greeting into a song, which was sooo cute.
I hung out with my pledge class, and with Olivia, Ivy, and Tanya. Rachel, one of the sisters, came up to me and told me Mary Beth was crying. She didn't want to tell me what had happened, just that I should go and speak to her. I found Mary Beth in a corner with our sorority President, Melinda. Mary Beth wouldn't tell me what was wrong, only that I should go and find her a cigarette. I somehow found out that the reason why Mary Beth was crying was because she didn't get the Little she wanted. Kind of a stupid reason to cry, but the again, I get upset over stupid shit too.
Mary Beth isn't my Big, but I call her my adopted Big because she helped me out a lot furing pledging. I was always flipping out and stressed because a lot of the sisters were very mean to me during pledging. I also took a really hard courseload, including organic chemistry, which didn't help matters. Mary Beth, even though she was a really strict sister and tended to be mean to the pledges, was always very nice to me and kind of took me under her wing.
Ivy's my Big, but I didn't pref her ad my Big, adn she didn't pref me as her Little; we kinda just got stuck together randomly. We wereb't close at first, because we really didn't know each other, but we're very close now. She's one of my best friends here, and she's also living with me next year. But seeing Mary Beth getting frantic about being put with a Little she didn't like made me wonder: did Ivy throw a tantrum when she found out I was her Little? Did she cry and complain that she didn't want me? I know I did, but somehow thinking that Ivy did the same thing makes me feel really bad. I asked Tanya last night what Ivy's reaction was when she found out that she got me as her Little, and Tanya said she wouldn't feel comfortable talking to me about stuff like that. I know it shouldn't matter now since it all worked out for the best, but I tend to fixate on stupid shit.
Mary Beth went home and I hung out with my friends some more until we decided to go to a Sig Ep party. I drank punch at the party, and at this point I was just wasted. Sara, Oliwia and I went to the bathroom together at the frat house. The Sig Ep frat house isn't a house; it's a hovel. Trying to hover over a toilet when you're wasted is never a good idea...I ended up losing my balance, which Oliwia and Sara thought was hysterically funny. It's a good thing I was wearing black pants....
So now I'm drunk, I'm not feeling so good, and my pants are wet. We went into the Rat where just seeing people drink made me even more sick and uncomfortable. I ended up going home with Olivia and Sara a little while later. I didn't even throw up in the cab, which I was thoroughly impressed with. Overall it was an awesome night.
Phobia of the Day: Automysophobia- Fear of being dirty
Until my next ramble
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