My boyfriend and I have been dating for over three years and are not only partners in crime but are also close friends. However, I think one recent incident made us even closer. We decided to visit his good friend from home at his university because firstly, he’s a cool dude, and secondly, he has a new girlfriend, which makes for a great double date.
We were so excited to meet his girlfriend that we just had to visit them at their school. His friend is in a fraternity, and my boyfriend and I are both uninvolved in Greek life. We don’t really go out to fraternity parties at our own university, so when we were faced with the opportunity to go to a frat party during our last semester of college, we didn’t turn down the offer.
We had a great time at the party, but we also felt super old because we typically prefer classy wine sipping for me and beer sipping for him in the comfort of an apartment instead of horny college students sucking face. (When I say sucking face, I mean sucking face.) These youngsters were rubbing up against each other and really going at it. Fortunately, I am certain that consent was given by both parties.
We enjoyed dancing and being shined in the face with strobe lights. I don’t drink much and even pretended to be a random sorority girl for fun. I kept asking people how I could join a sorority, and most people were super nice but extremely confused. I then confessed that I was not interested in joining a sorority and wasn’t even a student at the school. I thought that this served as a hilarious and entertaining icebreaker.
Plus the fact, I was able to use my acting chops, which was nice.
The only unsettling aspect was when some rude dude introduced his friend as Trayvon Martin. You know, the black teen tragically shot and killed by a neighborhood watchman. Being the activist that I am, I politely said, “it’s not cool to make fun of that situation.” The guy had an attitude when I told him this, but I didn’t really care. I was doing what I felt was right.
Another reason I prefer chill nights with friends as opposed to crazy parties is because I am able to choose who I hang out with when I am with my friends instead of chilling with a bunch of randoms. Meeting new people is nice until one or more of them are super inconsiderate. All in all, the night was fun…and interesting to say the least.
After the commotion of the frat party died down, my boyfriend and I slept in the frat house. Fraternity brothers were still blasting music, but we were out cold after the essence of the party was done. I slept like a baby, which is ironic because I was in an unfamiliar place with a bunch of loud and messy, but also respectful for the most part, guys.
College students, frat parties can be fun, but if they’re not your thing, then don’t feel pressured to attend them.
If you have a significant other, sleeping in a frat house is definitely an excellent bonding experience. My new motto is are you really dating unless you've slept in a frat house together?
