[monmouthian]

The next night was semi-formal. Every rushee went to three parties. We would rank the sororities at the end of the night and we could be invited back to preference for the last night of parties.

My first party was with Butter Pecan on the patio at the library. It was still light out and not too hot, so we had this beautiful golden light on the patio for the party. i was picked up by a woman who talked to me briefly and then introduced me to A. A. was a senior and the immediate past president of Butter Pecan. She was awesome. The more we talked the more I crushed on her. I wanted to be her. I don't even know what we talked about, but by the end of it, I pretty much worshipped the ground she walked on. We had punch and snacks and then the party was over. I talked to A. the whole time.

My second party was with Rocky Road in a lounge in the student center. It was the same place that French Vanilla had used yesterday. I was quickly introduced to the member who was from my home town. And I didn't like her. When I saw her, I remembered her from my high school. She had been sort of a pothead in high school. I really didn't think she was someone that I wanted to hang around with. (After I had been at school, I learned that she really had turned it around. She quit smoking pot, had a 4.0, was a student leader and was dating a guy who was ROTC. She was a totally different person.)

My third party was with French Vanilla. They held their party at the home of an alumna close to campus. They lit the backyard up with white Christmas lights and had a small kids' swimming pool draped in black cloth and filled with floating candles. It was really pretty. I met two or three new people, but really didn't connect. Conversations were pleasant and flowed okay, but I just didn't seem to have anything in common with them. I don't think I made much of an impression.

When we had to list our preferences that night, I listed Butter Pecan, French Vanilla and Rocky Road.

Next up: pref parties