Getting Old Or Something We Went To
Getting old, or something We went to the frat party last night, it was okay. I think I've grown out of the whole frat party scene. I felt out of place even before we went in. When Dave was trying to get us in, it seemed like such a hassel. Dave called his friend Mike who came out and argued with another guy from the frat to let us in while we sat out there in the fricken cold. After a while they finally let us in, I don't know the magic word that Dave's friend had to said. The whole time I was thinking how dumb it was for frats to have a list just to make people feel like they're special and important. Just the night before we went to the Refuge where more than half of the kids in that frat can't even get in cuz they're under age. I don't think many people were dancing either, I think it was mainly our group that was dancing.