Frat Parties; Drinking and 'Dancing'

Its 2:00 am and I just walked in to my drom from an MIT Frat Party.

Frats are an interesting; they are, in theory, brotherhoods created as a support system for those who join it. Being a brother is being part of a social network that will help you in your professional life. For those of us who are not in a frat (BU being a city campus that makes a lot), frats are this magical places where they play music, give you free beer and you can hook up with girls.
Sounds like to completely different things right?
Last week I was invited to join a frat; Sammy. And to tell the truth, I was tempted. As I try to explain why I was tempted I find myself looking at the screen without knowing what to type.  I ended up not pledging and I am pretty happy with that desition.
For some reason that I dont fully understand this new me - the "College Gabe" - and the perception people have of me. To some people I  look like the kind of guy that parties like crazy. Others are often surprised to know I have good grades when I dont sleep in my room every night. They also seem surprised to hear that I in fact do not need drinks to have fun at a party. and this is not at all new to who I have always been like this; the new thing is that its not what people expect of me.
So why dont I drink? Today I was happily reminded by two people, both of whom will remain unnamed, why I do not drink. The first: a good friend of mine drank a little to much and was very energetic on the dance floor. Everyone smiled at him and by the look on his face one could say that he was having the time of his life. In reality, he was making a fool of himself; every girl he walked up to slowly walked away. The second person that reminded me why I dont drink was a girl that is very close to a dear friend of mine. It was what she was wearing that threw me of. A small skirt, like all the skirts most girls wear. Small and blue. she was so drunk that the skirt was above her hip and you could see her underwear doing a camel toe. Far from sexy, it was denigrating.

I have a very high opinion to myself, and I believe in the power of attitude. If you go in to a quiz thinking that you are going to fail, you will fail. If you go in to a party thinking its going to suck, it will. The same logic can be applied backwards. You walk in thinking that you will have the time of your life, and you will.
There is no point denying that alcohol does not loosen you up. It does a very good job at it. But what about the idea of not needing to "loosen yourself up"? Isn't that, ultimately, a higher achievement? To be able to enjoy the moment simply being yourself.
 I have drank, and I can take a shot or two for the fun of doing it and toasting with my friends - but I do not NEED alcohol. I find dependency a little pathetic. Specially if it is to something as vane as Vodka.
I can happily say I dont consider myself dependent to anything in this point of my life. - well except maybe money for tuition :).

Lastly - "Dancing".
At frats, you dont dance, you grind. What that means is that basically everyone has sex with their clothes on next to each other - or at least they pretend to. Half of the girls I "dance" with are just objects I used in a moment. I do not remember their names nor do I intend to. I am not proud of this impersonality with something that should be more respected. Before college I could name every single girl I had ever kissed. Not  any more. Grinding is to public, to unpersonal for me to enjoy hooking up at a frat as much as I enjoyed being with one of my ex-girlfriends. The sexual action might be the same, but the implication of the actions were completely different. And I am not going to start dating a random girls just so I can make out with her in the privacy of my bedroom.
True dancing is not that. True dancing comes from the soul. Dancing occurs when the music speaks to your body and shuts your mind out. Its when the beat marks every step. Dancing is fun, sexy, thrilling, exhausting, inspiring, artistic, unique and, expressive.
I dance.
Without my dance, I wouldn't be me.