Hakuna Ma’Vodka

Expectation vs. Reality

Do you guys remember when you were a senior in highschool prepping yourself for college and couldn’t stop thinking about how wild or how much partying there would be in college? Yep. Me too.

The first thing that came to mind when I thought about the word “college” was just partying with a whole bunch of friends, feeling amaaaazing, and overall just having a good time. However, that all slightly changed when I experienced my first actual frat party.

So I remember it being sylly week and my friends and I all decided to go out. We had a few addresses of where the parties were and we basically just said we would party hop just to get a feel for the different types of parties and different frats that were out there.

You know us girls take about a year and a half to decide what we want to wear and what type of hairstyle we want to do for the night.  We spent about an hour on our makeup and another on just either curling our hair or straightening it, which we quickly learned afterwards that all our hard work would go right out the window.

We finally were ready & headed over to one of the addresses. We made our way down to the basement of this really crappy house. I kid you not as soon as you start making your way down you just get this huge heat wave from the party.  We got down there and it REAKED of cheap natty and smelly body odor– obviously not what we were expecting at all. The one thing you cannot miss is just how drenched everyone is. Not only is everyone covered in their own sweat, but the sweat of 100 other people who have rubbed up against them. (This is one of the biggest downsides to frat basement parties)

Whatever, we try to ignore the sweat dripping down everyone and even on the walls and we begin to walk around to see what’s around. It’s a party so obviously there are people dancing everywhere, some better than others… Listen, I know not everyone has the capability of being a great dancer, but seriously some of the moves these girls were doing were actually making me really uncomfortable and I just needed to get away from them ASAP. My friends all felt the exact same way so we left and headed out to another party.

The next party was NOTHING like the first one. It was a “nage”. Basically it’s just a party outside in someone’s backyard. No one was drenched in sweat and I could actually breathe without inhaling everyone’s BO. The music was really good and there weren’t girls dancing awkwardly.

After experiencing my first college frat party and after party hopping a few times I quickly learned that these houses are absolutely disgusting and it can get really gross really quickly, so just prepare yourself for that. If you can avoid basement parties please do so at all costs. I 100% guarantee you will have a great time in a nage.

However, even if you aren’t able to make it to a nage and if you’re with the right people, you will have an enjoyable night. It does get gross at times and you might think to yourself why the heck am I here, but spending time with your friends and meeting new people is always a good time and some of the best memories come from nights like those so just don’t get freaked out. Eventually you will get used to it and see that it’s not that bad.

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  1. I think you still have a little work to do in order to nail the tone and scope of this blog. This post opens with a bit of a generalization that perhaps not everyone would connect with, followed by a personal story that is told in spurts and stops, with a bit of a moralized ending, but the lesson got a little lost. I’m not sure yet what you want to ultimately accomplish with your blog, and I’m not fully sure if you do either yet, but that’s ok. First of all, fine tune your story telling, make sure you pace it appropriately so that it flows well and it pays off. There is an art to telling a story, even one that is true. Don’t get lost in details, and describe things so that your reader feels as though they are experiencing it through your words. You did attempt to define a word people may not be familiar with, but it didn’t fully explain where the word “nage” comes from, so make sure you do the work for the reader, or at least link the word to an urban dictionary definition.
    Ultimately, I’d like you to really narrow down why you are writing this blog and what each post is supposed to accomplish. If you do that, it can be really successful, but a little more work is needed in order to really focus why people should visit this blog and what they will get out of it.

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  2. I could totally relate to this post! The first college party I went to was also a frat party! Lowkey it kind of ruined my experience of college parties but finally my friends and I gave it another chance and realized all we need to have a good time is each other.

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  3. Your story reminds me exactly of what my first week going out at Rutgers was like!! I can definitely relate to everything you went through from the sweaty frat basements to the uncomfortable dancing. Whether this makes it better or worse, I’m not sure yet LOL, but my boyfriend is in a frat at Rutgers so I’m around wild partiers all the time. I’d love to hear more stories about things like living on campus, taking the buses, and other things that makes our college so interesting!

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