my sad story

this week is the week of derby days: the sigma chi fraternity (the cool one on greek row) has lots of events throughout the week that for some reason all start with the word derby.. there was derby dinner, derby jams, derby something else, derby darling, and whatever else you can think of starting with the word derby. at the end of the week they hold a dance which supposedly they all find dates to on monday night (last night) so monday is called meat market monday. i was told to go to the sig house, walk in, and i would get a date to that dance no problem. but nobody talked to me and i felt lame and just ended up going home. oh well.