I went to my first (and probably last) frat party.
It was a waste of time.
It was like going to a nasty club or bar where everyone knew everyone else except for me.
I don't live on campus. I'm not in a sorority. Drinking is not my idea of fun. And I'm not exactly a bubbly, outgoing person.
I sat for an hour and watched drunk strangers dance and kiss. Maybe three people walked up and attempted to talk to me. I think I wanted to cry.
I would much rather have gone to some smoke-filled bar and played pool all night. That would have been ten times as fun.
--Annie