Rant and Rave

My personal Rant and Rave 

While in college I was a member of the Delta Delta Delta Sorority
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As you know any good sorority girl needs a release every now and then. Sometimes we'd find ourselves on a Thursday night being a little less than shall we say wholesome. Being good sister’s it was important to share these unruly nights with others. Retelling these tales had to be done with a certain fines intro Rant and Rave

Every Monday night Delta’s near and far would travel to our weekly meetings. Here we would practice our sacred rituals including Rant and Rave. Two buckets would be passed around one labeled Rave which was a way to thank, congratulate each other find good works. Then there's the second bucket labeled Rant which I imagine you get the idea

for my Rave bucket

Jesus. I find that imagining him lying beside me at night is sometimes the only way I can sleep. Thanks for helping me catch some shut-eye big guy.
Frainds. I am not only living and experiencing a Chilean life but I am learning about different cultures from all over the world thanks to the new people I am meeting daily. Here’s a shout out to China, Australia, Canada, Chile, and the America’s

my Rant bucket

Fumar.  Seriously, get that smelling, staining, gross fog away from me. My host mother smokes in the house and there is nothing worse than getting out of the shower and walking through a cloud of smoke. Along with trying to eat, dance, conversate, read or just basically be alive in a city that hasn’t gotten the heads up that smoking gives you cancer and the importance of a Smoking and Non-Smoking Sections.

La Comida. There's not really an explanation necessary except that it's just plain bad