[CarolinaDG]

This could get me in so much trouble with standards, but I'm going to tell it, anyway...

One night I was out, and had about... well.. I don't remember how many drinks... but I have a pretty high tolerance, and I was pretty messed up. Well, we go into this one bar, and apparently this sorority from a different city (about 45 minutes away) had just had their formal, and a bunch of them were in this bar after-partying. Well, this one girl had her sorority crush party shirt, so I went up to her, pointed at the letters (actually, I spelled them out with my finger, jabbing her in the back at the same time), and told her, "I'm sorry, but you're not allowed to wear that while you're drinking." Keep in mind, this is another sorority that we don't even have on this campus.

Well, the sorority just happened to be my ex-boyfriend's girlfriend's sorority. So, I went into the bathroom with one of my sisters and was like, "That's John's girlfriend's sorority, let's go talk to them!" Why I thought this was a good idea, I don't know, but anyway... I go out to find the girl in the lettered shirt(to my sister's dismay, because apparently she KNEW that this was a bad idea) . "Where's the [XYZ]? Where's the [XYZ]?" Well, apparently I was yelling this right around some of her sisters, because they all ganged up on me (ok, so they all surrounded me, not like, started hitting me or anything) and started asking me "What do you have against [XYZ]'s?" I told them, politely, that I was actually legacy of their particular organization, and didn't have any problems with the sorority, I just wanted to find out if they knew John. Well, they did, and also John's fraternity brother who just happened to be standing next to me, not only knew John, but had heard of me as well (John and I didn't exactly have a good break-up). So, I'll shorten the details, but after several exchanges, in which the sorority girls were quite rude to me (understandably so... I was their sister's boyfriend's ex-girlfriend) my sorority sister finally pulls me away, tells me that the bar's closing and that we need to go find the rest of our sorority sisters.

STILL not the end of the story...
We go back, get my car (my sister drives it, of course) and proceed to look for the rest of our group. I decide that it would be a good idea to hang out of the window, yelling, "JOHN SUCKS!!!! [XYZ] SUCKS!!!!" Ok, so definitely not my finest moment. My sister who was with me still, to this day, laughs histarically about it, and brings it up every once in a while.

Yeah, enjoy this post for a little while, 'cause eventually I'm gonna have to delete it to escape the wrath of honor board!