
This picture sums up what the entire night was like: Jason was sweaty, Christine was jaded, and Kennedy was drunk. In other words, not a complete success.
I also didn’t realize that some of the parties would be guest-listed. I guess I just assumed that fraternities were unlike final clubs in that respect. However, the frats at MIT are definitely more diverse and egalitarian than Harvard final clubs. No contest there.
I don’t think anyone in my group was feeling the music either, predominantly heavy rap. We were in the mood for music from the likes of Lady Gaga, Britney, and other shiny white women adored by the gays. Great company, but totally WRONG scene. I can’t do massive college parties anymore.
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