This weekend was filled with unwanted and unenjoyable events. One specific one was on Friday night. My friends and I decided at last minute that we would go buy our Halloween costumes and wear them out that night. We decided this because a few of our guy friends told us they made it on the list for KDR. We rushed to Party City and searched for about two hours before we actually picked out our outfits. After that, came back and put on our costumes as fast as we possibly could so that we could meet everyone and be on our way to KDR.
We walked in the freezing, windy weather (in our skimpy outfits) for what felt like forever before we reached our destination. We quickly realized that the gigantic line wrapped all the way down the steps, on the sidewalk, and around the corner. Apparently everyone was on the list for KDR that night. My girl friends and I immediately knew it would take hours to get in and wanted to leave. The problem was that we felt bad because we were the only girls with our guy friends and apparently it is quite difficult to get in to frat parties without girls. -So we stayed. We waited until we got all way to the beginning of the steps before someone finally made the executive decision to say screw it and leave.
Let's just say that my night ended with two pairs of sweatpants, my biggest sweatshirt, and my favorite pair of fuzzy socks.
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