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The next night was a party night.

We met our RCs and rush group in front of the student center. The rush counselors then walked us to the parties. Because the sororities are unhoused, the parties are held in different locations around campus.

My group's first party was with Butter Pecan. I was picked up by a woman that I had met previously, when I was a prospective student. She was really upbeat and a good conversationalist. We talked about campus activities, including how many members of Butter Pecan were on the volleyball team. She was bumped by another sister who was also a really good talker. We talked about Scots Day, an all campus picnic in the spring. They did a skit themed around "Take Me Out to the Ball Game."

My second party was with French Vanilla. It was in the same building. I don't remember who picked me up, but the second woman who talked to me talked about her twin. She and her twin sister had decided to go to different colleges. They were absolutely miserable apart, so her twin transferred for sophomore year and joined French Vanilla. She was really nice and it was an interesting story, but I didn't add much to it. I don't think I made much impression here. They did a presentation/skit about sisterhood and sang some pretty songs. It was nice, but not as relaxed and fun as the party with Butter Pecan.

My third party was Rocky Road. It was held in a dorm lounge, which was much prettier and more relaxed and friendly than the lounges at the student center. The woman who picked me up was nice, but seemed to be having problems making conversation. She was really relieved when I told her my home town because one of the sisters was from my home town. She spent the rest of the time talking about how great this sister was and all the campus leadership positions she had. She was bumped by a woman dressed like Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz. She was really nice, but a little too overtly Christian for me. I've never been that nice or good in my life. She soon left me to participate in a skit based on the "Wizard of Oz." It was bad. Really, really bad. I think I made an okay impression here, but I felt really awkward.

Next up: semi-formal parties