Zeta Olympics 2012
Zeta Olympics 2012
“I excel at date parties.” This was a status I put on my Facebook shortly after attending a date party last semester. My older sister who just graduated from the same school and is a member of the same sorority quickly replied with, “Of course you do, we are related.. keep on the legacy little one.”
Date parties are an art. Creating a costume is the best part of of the whole shabang. My most favorite date party was themed “Hooked On You” where I proceeded to create a shark costume and my date was “the victim.” I had just broken up with my long time boyfriend and was on a new “go me, I got rid of that loser” kick. Becoming a shark was probably one of the best ideas I have ever had. When people asked me, “A shark? That’s cool, why?” I would quickly reply with “Because I’m a maneater!” Not gonna lie, it was a hit. My best friend also had a good idea and went as a jellyfish (she was on a “I don’t need a man, so stay away from me” kick). The whole night we both proceeded to “shark” and “jellyfish” all night. Its a little hard to explain but I went around with my hands clasped together like I was swimming like a shark while my friend would hold her arms out to the side and swivel them as if they were her tentacles. Needless to say, the date party was a blast and our costumes had a huge role in that.
Date parties aren’t just about getting drunk and dancing with friends. To outsiders it may seem that way, and I don’t blame them. Date parties are about getting to be something else. We study all week and get swamped in projects and papers so on the weekends its nice to have something special every once in a while. Date parties allow us to make silly costumes (like a shark and jellyfish) and to just let go and take on the character rather than resuming in our normal college student lives.
So get creative and host a themed party. Create a silly costume and forget about the weeks activities for one night.
Candlelight– the tradition that every sorority girl dreams of…except this girl. As of now, the thought of marriage scares the hell out of me. Don’t get me wrong, I wouldn’t mind having a candlelight. It’s the commitment to marriage in a mere 2 years that gives me the chills. Most people our age don’t know what they are doing next week, so how are we supposed to know who we are going to live the rest of our lives with?
So let me explain this “Candlelight” business– The Candlelight ceremony has been a sorority tradition for as long as sororities have existed. It all starts out when a girl (usually a senior, sometimes a junior) gets 1. dropped, 2. promised, or 3. engaged. For those of you that do not know, getting “dropped” is when the girl’s boyfriend gives her his letters to wear from his fraternity. It may not seem like a big deal, but for most fraternities, it’s like their version of a Candlelight. Now, getting promised is almost like getting engaged to be engaged. I personally don’t see the point in a promise ring.. why not just get engaged when the time is right? Personally, I feel like a promise ring says “We aren’t old enough to get married, so let me lock you down…” just sayin. Last but not least, is the engagement. I feel like everyone knows what an engagement is here in ‘Merica. We tend to make a huge deal about it, which is honestly okay by me. Yes, you can confess your love to me and plan out a cheesy way to ask me to spend the rest of my life with you. You have to admit, that’s a pretty hefty question. It’s not like your asking me, “What do you want to eat for dinner tonight?”, its asking me “What do you want to eat for dinner..for the rest of your life…with me?” Huge difference.
Now don’t get me wrong, I definitely believe in finding the right person and I definitely plan on getting married one day. I also believe that everything happens for a reason, so I have never really been the girl to plan the wedding or in this case, Candlelight, before there is a 2nd party involved. Around Candlelight season you hear girls talking about how they need to have a boyfriend now so that they will be ready for the Candlelight in 2 years. Personally, I’d rather be patient and find the right person and not have a Candlelight than end up with some dead-beat fiance with no personality and a beer belly. So, yes, I’m okay with being single for as long as it takes to find the right person. So until then forget the candle, and give me a cat.