I think it was because people felt sorry for me!
1) tripped and fell UP the stairs.
2) my skirt flew over my head (OK slight exaggeration-but it might as well have!)
3) I discovered MUCH LATER when I got home that a little green thing was in my front teeth all day from the food at the FIRST party.
4)while talking to a girl at one of the "popular" houses, for no real reason what so ever except that I am a nerd, I choked on my own spit.You know that really hard choking that makes a lot of noise and you almost gag and can't catch your breath and your eyes water-yeah that kind of choking. People were wanting to give me the heimlich.I wanted to DIE!!!
5)wore these cute-but cheap-sandles the next day. Well, the strap broke. So now I have like one shoe-because it won't stay on with out the little strap.So now I have "grocery store feet" at each house. All I could think of was that Jimmy Buffet song "Blew out my flip flop..."
But my Rho Chi made me feel better. She told me that I could be assured that whatever house I chose-I'd know they really loved me!
The third day and pref were really good and nothing bad happened. But damn....