ALpha Lambda Bid Night (2/10/23)

2/13/23

Hellooooo this is Quinn, and for this blog post I will be giving all of you fine folks my account of the ALpha Lambda bid night.

So this was me and Karen’s first “real” event as social chair, which meant that the festivities started nice and early! 9:00 AM, to be exact, so we could drop off the drinks and speaker off at the venue without having to lug it all to the venue before the event. After Karen left to go to her quite honestly scary workout class in center city, I septa’d back and proceeded to pass out for a quick nap as I was sick as hell and running on fumes.

Okay so fast forward, post nap, it’s time for bid delivery. Terence, Anton, and I took our talents to the doors of Tendai (fuck it we) Ball and Angelo (no fun phrase) Sali. After playing the entirety of Sweet Yamz by Fetty Wap for them and a swift Smirnoff Ice session, it was time for the festivities to begin!

After getting ready, I made the decision to stay in my room and practice DJing instead of going to my pc playdate with the AZs (sorry y’all). And after a quick cameo at the AK pregame, everyone’s favorite social chairs headed over to the venue to get the festivities started. This semester, we decided to run it back to the same venue as when my pc (shoutout the AI’s) received our bids. So, like big like little, we were going to party it up at the salon.

Sadly, due to my ongoing fight with the common cold, I remained sober through the night, which is great news for you the dear reader as this will be a clear retelling of said night. To ensure that we optimize the intoxication levels, we rationed the alcohol available for consumption. That didn’t stop many of you all, though (I’m looking at you, Freddy SIUUUUUUU) from getting lit, which made my life as a DJ much easier. 

From there everything was going splendidly. Shalika and Riya were dancing and singing along to every song that was playing, as they do, and Ansh was excitedly awaiting the arrival of his 14 new children. Lare-I mean Karen was going around taking pics of everyone and their mothers (apparently there were over 900 pictures), while Ceydrick found a new bag to make his bitch for the night. Owen was having a 5-star dinner all alone at the balloon table, and Greg was beggin (what he was begging for, however, remains unknown to this day).

The pledges eventually arrived and promptly found the food like the little gremlin they are (jk they’re kinda cute ig <3). At some point during the night I played greg is beggin.mp3 to critical acclaim from the audience. I did, however, receive some very angry complaints that they didn’t know it was being played so if you feel like this was you, I give you permission to request the audio file from me (not sure how the copyright works with that @Vikki but I’ll just call it a remix for now). 

The whole night, I’m sure all of us were excitedly awaiting the debut of our Commander and Chief, Mira and Jocelyn. I’m not going to lie they kinda killed it but my favorite part would be Freddy’s interwoven shouts towards the pledges (Yifei does not fuck around). Then after hearing perhaps the most heinous pronunciation of Schuylkill in my life, we partied the night away for all of 10 minutes and began to wrap things up.

Fast forward to the postgame and things were just as chaotic as the venue. Vikki found the old embarrassing photos of the AKs from their initiation and decided to wear them as a part of her fit. Nothing like wearing Ryann’s face on your body to make a fashion statement. Laren Li became Waren Li after winning not once, BUT TWICE at pong, marking her first, second, and probably last ever wins. Tyler pulling up with the new speaker stand is another step towards us slowly getting a real sound system for OT. With our new and improved speaker set up, I promptly played boy’s a liar (the Ice Spice version of course) per request of Luka and I was surprised to see that it hyped up the people just as much as Just Wanna Rock did. And to top it all off, seeing all the pledges get sloshed was so cute it was almost enough to make a grown man cry. But it didn’t. 

If you got all the way to the end, first of all I don’t know why you would do that to yourself, but second of all, thank you for listening to me ramble for several paragraphs.


- Quinn