Monthly Archives: November 2010

I find myself in Tuscaloosa…

We had a big weekend here… to say the least. Friday night was my sorority’s semi-formal for the semester. We had a blast and danced the night away (sorry for the cliché) at a venue downtown, stayed up late and socialized with friends and  their dates.

That was just the beginning, however. Saturday, I had one of the best parties of the year to look forward to: Destination Unknown. One of the fraternities on campus hosts this date party each fall. The idea is, you get on a charter bus and have no idea where you are going. All weekend, I kept thinking I should be getting so excited about where we were going… until I remembered that I actually didn’t know. We got on the buses and were ready for the ride. The past two years, we’ve ended up in Memphis or New Orleans, but this time, we took I-20 East and drove into Alabama. The bus finally excited in the interstate, and we found ourselves in Tuscaloosa. They had rented out a really great place in the downtown area and had a fabulous band to go with it. I knew it was going to be promising when their first song was a Bob Dylan cover and the second song was Wagon Wheel by Old Crow Medicine Show. Sometimes you get stuck with a jam band (nothing against them… it’s just hard to dance with someone for 15 minutes per song) or a DJ that plays rap all night (again, nothing against them, but I get tired of watching my friends try their hardest to sing along and act like they just got back from a vacation in Harlem). But this folk/oldies/rock band was perfect. Their social chair had outdone himself. I, of course, kept casually looking out the windows to see if Nick Saban would happen to be walking by… but I never did see him.

The only downside to these parties is that they always involve a substantial bus ride. I mean, Tuscaloosa is three hours away, so if we leave at 1:30 am… you can do the math. That would have been fine except for I had another engagement at 9 the next morning. We had new officer training for my sorority and I, as the newly elected president, had to try to be as alert as possible. I did it, with the help of a combination of caffeinated tea and coffee, but then crashed into a 3 hour nap when we were done. All in all, it was a great weekend, but now I am so ready to go home for Thanksgiving. Just two more days to go…


Rock for a Wish!

This week I have not had any tests or quizzes. I thought that would mean that I would find myself drinking tea and eating chocolate in my bed while I watched Bravo and E! all week, but it seems I have found another activity to take up my time: Rock for a Wish.

My sorority is hosting a “lip sync” competition tonight to raise money for the Make-A-Wish foundation. It has been proven in the past that if you pit the student body against each other in a competition, you will be at least moderately successful in raising money through the event. So we asked the students to form teams and come up with a lip sync routine to perform. Guest judges include our professors, local “celebrities”, etc.  The usual amounts of smack talking have been going on the past couple of days, but my pledge class team and I all know that it’s going to come down to who puts on the best show (which will inevitably be us.. duh.)

That’s just because no one will be able to beat our mix of songs. We not only can lip sync to the mix of No Diggity (in which I have a “solo), Backstreet’s Back, and Bye Bye Bye, but we’ve also pulled together some killer choreography to go along with it that we practiced late at night this week. If someone else has moves that can beat my friend Maggie tucking into a somersault on stage…. then I’ll gracefully bow down and accept defeat. But that’s doubtful.

They tried to make me go to rehab…

…but I said, “…..well, ok.”

Three times a week. That’s the verdict on my knee problem. I’m still making my way across campus, but I have to wear a lovely brace sometimes, and can be seen taking the elevator instead of one flight of stairs. But that’s ok; I can handle a couple of judgmental “Why don’t you just take the stairs” looks over the crackling of my joint struggling over the steps any day.

I’m happy to report, however, that I have not let the ‘situation’ hold me back. Last night, I engaged in a new activity: The Great Millsaps Scavenger Hunt. I went out to meet my teammates thinking that we would just go around campus taking pictures on foot. That wasn’t the case, though. We headed to one of the guy’s cars and set off on a Tour de Jackson, working towards ultimate victory. We started at 5 pm, and including taking a dinner break and another hour break around 9, worked until midnight. If we don’t win, someone’s going down…

The list of required photographs was also as bizarre as possible. We ended up at Party City, Shoe Connection, Lowe’s, Walmart, Burger King, CiCi’s Pizza, a gas station, a park, and around Millsaps. We instigated a Thumb War with a cop, made a Spam sculpture, “walked on water,” lifeguarded a bathtub, danced with a senior citizen, wore a jacket that was still hanging in the closet (yes, I had to be off the floor for that one), and about a hundred other random tasks. The pictures we took are priceless.

I had no idea what I was getting into when the guys asked me to be on their team. I also would never have guessed that on a Wednesday night I would have been gallivanting across the city taking pictures and doing things like getting Subway employees to sing happy birthday to my friend Taylor in Walmart or watching guys put on high heels in a shoe store. We’re trying to win some money here, but if we don’t, I think we entertained ourselves enough to still be in a good mood about it.