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" Before just recently, I refused to go to a frat party. I&amp;#039;ve been traumatized by the movies about crazy frat houses that involve a lot of things I don&amp;#039;t want to become involved in. I decided to go to my first frat party for a frat on campus called Kappa Sigma (I&amp;#039;m sure there&amp;#039;s another Greek letter at the end of that, but that&amp;#039;s what the frat is known as on campus.) From first walking into the party, I could see that these guys are the big men on campus. They have the cutest little composite of pictures and a huge, glowing K-Sigma sign.   As I move further through the crowd, I noticed the music that was playing. It wasn&amp;#039;t techno - it was hip hop! That in itself was intriguing to me because I don&amp;#039;t hear hip hop played much on campus. Not only was it hip hop though, but hip hop in Spanish! Okay, I&amp;#039;m sold. So, long story short, I enjoyed the party. I felt like I was in a movie, minus the stumbling over a table and falling on the floor. I wish I could elaborate on the Dance Revolution stage (it lit up in different colors), but I love those guys and want to be invited back, so we will leave the blog at this. "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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