Don’t Judge a Book By Its Cover (or a Guy by His Letters) Is The Premier Channel For All Sorority News Around The Globe.

Everyone has that favorite fraternity. It’s the one you inevitably end up at every weekend. Whether you start there or not, you’ll always end up on their back porch at one in the morning singing some loud patriotic, country song. Maybe your boyfriend or crush is a brother, or the guys are ridiculously hot. Maybe it’s where all your friends are or where you’re the most comfortable. For me, I spend A LOT OF TIME (as in every weekend) at one house. The guys are genuine, easy to talk to, and my boyfriend is rushing there next Fall.

Now, it’s story time. Once upon a time, naive first semester me went out every weekend to New Row. This grand stretch of glorious houses, filled with more than enough new boys could entertain my friends and I for hours. In a big university like mine, there are thirty fraternities. A few are well known, either as being great or completely underrated. Everyone else kind of falls in the middle. Every now and then, we would venture to Old Row – which we viewed as the slightly forgotten area. The houses may be smaller and the amount of members typically matched it. After going to more than a few bigger fraternity parties, my also naive friends and I ended up in a quiet Old Row house (which I will continue to leave unnamed). This place was different – the bathrooms were always clean and well decorated, there were enough people to have fun without it being cramped, and you could talk without yelling to the person next to you. After going to the house once and coming back a few weekends later, I discovered the best part of the fraternity. The brothers cared to know my name.

Okay, about now you’re probably reading this thinking, so what? Maybe I’m just too quiet to approach people or no one wants to remember my name at the other houses. But that wasn’t it. It’s not for lacking of trying by the brothers in other houses – it’s just these guys were able to be friends with literally everyone who walked through the door. There were no closed parties and they could care less if you’re Greek or not. They just want to have fun, which is why I like them.

If you mentioned this fraternity to me in the beginning of the year, I doubt I would have known anything about them outside of their placement on Old Row. There are nice guys and terrible guys in every house and neither should be judged by their letters. So, my lesson to all of you lovely women (and men, if you’re reading this) is to not judge a house by its reputation or a guy by the letters he wears. Every brother earned his right to wear them and if he was chosen by an organization, there’s a reason why. Venture out from the fraternities you always hear about and meet some new people. You never know where you’ll meet the brothers who you’ll personally decide make up the best house on campus.

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Rutgers Bans Greek Life Parties Until End of Semester. Here’s Why. Is The Premier Channel For All Sorority News Around The Globe.

Fraternity and sorority social calendars have been put on a massive hold at Rutgers University. The administration declared that social events held in the Greek community are banned for the remainder of the semester.

Rutgers, which has 86 fraternity and sorority chapters, will be prohibiting all parties that take place within fraternity houses and on campus grounds, which was decided in a grueling meeting that began on March 31st and carried over into the early hours of April 1st.

The decision, made by The Rutgers Office of Fraternity and Sorority Affairs (OFSA,) is to ensure the safety of students during this time of heavy investigation on the campus itself.

PanHellenic President, Erin Kearns, explained that the choice was made not to serve as a punishment, but to give the University time to reevaluate their Greek organization as a whole. Kearns said, “It’s a yellow light to allow us to reflect on how and what we can do to be a better Greek community.”

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I Didn’t Like Sorority Girls, Yet I Became One Anyway. You’ll Never Guess Why. Is The Premier Channel For All Sorority News Around The Globe.

During my first week of college, my school hosted an activities fair. Baking in the Virginia sun, I wandered through the booths with my roommate, overwhelmed by the crowd and hoping to snag a few free cups and T-shirts. I wasn’t sure if I should cling to activities I knew (newspaper, student government) or step out of my comfort zone, but I did know one thing for sure: I would never be a sorority girl.

As my first semester went by, I found my niche in exciting classes like Tibetan Buddhism and joined a literary and debating society. If I was aware of sorority women, it was only that they wore oversized T-shirts covered in unidentifiable Greek letters. Like most people, I had seen movies about college and was well-versed in the sorority stereotypes: Exclusive clubs of girly-girls who chased fraternity boys, gossiped about one another, awkwardly squatted in photos, and were comfortably mired in group identity. They were the woo girls I avoided, attendees of the sticky, noisy fraternity parties I loathed, and I had only the vaguest awareness that they hosted philanthropic events.

One night, walking to a corner store after a party with my new debate society friends, we passed a white house. “That’s where Marie lives!” one of them remarked.

Marie was my hero: a driven, accomplished third year with passions ranging from Japanese politics to pastry. Curious about my role model, I snuck a glance at the house. With shock, I noticed a brightly illuminated sign next to the front door, painted with letters that were unmistakably Greek. Marie was confident, humble, and down to earth—the opposite of the stereotype I imagined—yet she was in a sorority.

In December, my roommate signed up for rush, and as we tried to talk about the process, I realized that neither of us had any idea what we were talking about. Speed dating-style conversations, skits, house tours—it all seemed over-the-top and contrived. But as I clicked through pictures on the Intersorority Council’s webpage, it occurred to me that I actually knew nothing about the sorority chapters at my school. Rush would be my only opportunity to step inside a members-only world and actually learn about what I said I was rejecting. So, 15 minutes before the deadline, I typed up an application, paid the fee, and sent it off.

Rush started early on a cold, sunny January morning. I was scheduled to meet Marie’s sorority late the following evening, but our first house was right next door. Surrounded by nervous first-years, I suddenly heard screams and cheers from within Marie’s sorority house. As we were ushered into our first house, I saw women filing into Marie’s house amid clapping and cheering, and my uncertainty transformed into curiosity.

As the first weekend wore on, I was certain that I wouldn’t be able to distinguish one sorority from another. Each round was a blur of well-dressed women trying to ask about my winter break while awkwardly assuring me that they were all very good friends. My voice quit on me after the first few rounds and conversations became more and more difficult to carry. At first, the only way I could distinguish between my hazy memories of houses was by looking at the pitiful notes I managed to scribble between rounds.

But a few rounds later, I started picking up on each sorority’s personality. I felt eager to return to some houses and significantly less eager to return to others. One sorority in particular stood out to me; being there felt like taking a break from rush, somewhere I could relax and be myself. Whether I spoke with an engineering student or a cheerleader, we discovered that we had similarly sensible outlooks. To my surprise, most women there replied that they actually didn’t intend to pledge anywhere. But they were so glad they had.

Even though I had fully planned to drop out of rush after the first few rounds, I stayed on. Finally, it was bid day, and I stared at my envelope for a long moment before nervously sliding one finger under the flap. I now understood my options and although I felt that I could probably find friends in each of them, there was some intangibly comforting quality about that one house that made me hope that it could become a home. I held my breath and pulled my bid card out of the envelope.

Seconds later I called to accept my bid. I could hear cheers in the background and as I walked to class, my phone blazed with Facebook notifications: over one hundred somewhat creepy friend requests and congratulatory wall posts from the women who would supposedly become my sisters, my best friends, and one day my bridesmaids.

I remained skeptical and removed for the remainder of my first year. As I watched my parents, family members, friends, and boyfriend look at me with questioning eyes, I felt my identity slipping out of my control. I felt embarrassed to admit that I had been swept up in the excitement of rush, and frustrated that a significant portion of my summer paycheck would be handed over to our treasurer at the beginning of the semester. Often, I didn’t even mention that I had pledged. Whenever it came up, I immediately defended or downplayed my decision.

But by the end of the summer, as I packed up my car to drive back to school, I felt a buzz of excitement at the thought of reuniting with my pledge class. I realized that I had a choice to make: quit or stay. I’m no quitter, and I knew that if I was going to stay, I needed to dive into the date functions, the weekly dinners at the sorority house, the apple-picking, the concert-going. I may have paid my dues, but just like in any other organization, I was the only one who could make my friendships real. I had taken the first step toward open-mindedness during rush, but now it was up to me to see the process through.

All year, I wondered what I would tell the new batch of first years about sorority life. By the time rush rolled around, I knew exactly what I would say. Even though I had initially been embarrassed to use the sorority-specific terminology “bigs” and “littles,” I would tell them about my grandbig Rana, a biomedical engineering student whose unshakable determination to become a doctor inspires me daily. I would tell them about Nessa, my big, who is fluent in French and once sewed a quilt featuring scenes of Vito Acconci’s edgy performance art. This year, I’ll be able to talk about my little, Alex, and how we once ate the majority of a Ben and Jerry’s Vermonster together. These women have become like family to me; together, we celebrate our successes and talk through our sorrows.

I’ll tell the rushees about the emails that come through our listserv, like the one last May about a sister’s upcoming art exhibition, sent out not by the artist but by her roommate. I’ll remember the way my sisters reached out to me when my boyfriend and I broke up while I was studying abroad 3,500 miles from home; I didn’t just hear from them the day it happened, but in the weeks that followed. “I experienced something similar last year,” Elly wrote to me. “I’m here if you want to talk.” And as random worries popped into my mind in the weeks that followed, she patiently answered my Facebook messages no matter what time of day or night. I’ll tell them about Marie, who followed her dream to New York to work as a pastry chef in a top restaurant.

I’ll recount the way our common room becomes a classroom as aspiring teachers test out lesson plans. Sisters listen to each other practice speeches, like the one sister got to introduce Stephen Colbert at last year’s valediction. The same photographer who snapped photos of newly inducted sisters now runs her own wedding photography business on the west coast.

I’ll talk about how surprising it is that somehow, these inspiring, funny, creative women who I look up to so much are my biggest fans. Whether we were sorority sisters or not, I would want to be friends with them, but the truth is that at our large school, I probably wouldn’t have met most of them at all. My sorority is a microcosm of my school. We are engineers, poets, painters, nurses, teachers, anthropologists, and scientists. In our extracurricular lives, we are dancers, political activists both red and blue, actresses, singers, writers, interns, and athletes. Some of us are religious; some of us aren’t. We hail from Singapore, London, Canada, Texas, Hawaii, Colorado, Virginia, South Carolina, and more, meaning that we have friends to visit all over the map. We might love shopping and makeup, but we might not, and if we do, that doesn’t mean that we can’t also love watching hockey, going to music festivals, volunteering, and making homemade ice cream. Instead of closing myself off by becoming cloistered in a sorority, my world has been flung wide open by my sisters’ diverse interests and experiences.

Now that I know and appreciate the individuals in my own sorority (and many others), it’s hard to remember what it was like to view sororities as bland, exchangeable groups of women. Rush can be a difficult, intimidating process. Not everyone will find a home within the Greek system, just like everyone won’t find a home in debating societies or sports teams or community service organizations. But buried within rounds of rapid conversations, sparkling jewelry, and swirling hems is a dynamic community of valuable individuals. It’s easy to view sororities as monoliths that have booze, boys, and blondes at the core, but stereotyping is always easier than discovering the truth. Within and without the Greek world, I’ve learned that there’s more to every group than meets the eye. I’m no longer embarrassed to tell people that I’m in a sorority because I know that any judgment I receive will just be ill-informed. If anyone got to know the supportive, goofy, intelligent group of women in our house, I think they’d like us too.

It seems like every week, the police chief in our city delivers another email about sexual assault to our inboxes, or another enraged Jezebel article makes the rounds on Facebook, or I hear a girl call another girl a bitch—jokingly? In a world that constantly tells women that we’re too fat, too skinny, too bitchy, too meek, and every other type of judgment, it feels good knowing that there’s a group of women in my corner who think I’m fine just the way I am.

And maybe the woman I talk to during rush won’t want to be in a sorority; that’s fine. Maybe she’ll want to be a sorority that’s not mine; also fine. But maybe she’ll be like me: unsure but curious, open-minded and down-to-earth, and just maybe she’ll find a home in my sorority, too.

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It’s a new New Year’s

Oh hello 2015! Or at least that’s what I should say. Every year we get so excited about the next year to come. And we look back on the past year by making a flipgram of pictures that everyone has already seen.

Instead of trying to have the cutest pictures of your New Year’s eve outfit, stay at home. Sit and watch tv in your sweats and just relax for the night. Hey that’s what I’m doing.

The New Years is a great way for people to start over. For some reason people seem to think that the last year of our lives is just going to disappear.

Hate to break it to ya but its not

We all make the same goals every year that this year we are going to go to the gym and eat healthier. And then that lasts for about a month.

Let’s make some new goals.

Think about making goals for the new year as a chapter. Most of you all just transitioned to new officers. This is a great way to start new resolutions. Maybe have each officer make resolutions for their position.

Make chapter resolutions.

And don’t just decide these at your executive council meeting, decide these as a chapter. Find out what the members want to do more of in the next year. This will allow your chapter to be closer than every in the next year and your sisterhood will grow even more.

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Why Pretending You’re the Best Thing Ever is the Best Thing Ever

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Cue to the scene in Mean Girls, where Regina stands in front of the mirror complaining about the size of her pores and a host of other things wrong with her body. Or when they sit around the lunch table talking about the last three pounds they wish to lose. If you’re any girl ever you’ve probably expressed to your best friend, sister, or mom about how you didn’t think you would get a job, a good grade, or whatever you worried you wouldn’t get because you didn’t think you had the skills to reach your goals. Or maybe you really wanted to try taking dance classes or yoga but you were worried you would look silly so you never did. Us girls do it all the time, we think there are certain things we can or cannot wear, things we can or cannot do, because we’ve decided we don’t possess the needed assets to achieve these things. Well I want all of us girls to start pretending we’re the best thing since Starbucks was created.

That’s right ladies I said it, pretend you’re the best thing ever. I am talking walk around like you’re the hair flipping, nail painting, and red 100 emoji all in one. Why, you may ask? Well because once you think you’re the best thing ever, other people will start thinking you’re just as amazing as you say you are. Remember what Queen Bey said, “I woke up like this, Flawless” meaning that just by existing you’re without flaws. Suddenly going through formal recruitment, applying for jobs, and introducing yourself won’t seem so scary and you’ll be able to put your best self forward. Not only that, but all that time you spent not doing activities or stressing about internships, jobs, friendships, and relationships because you didn’t think you deserved them will disappear and you will have time to be a better employee, team member, friend, and any other positions we hold as young women in this world.

No, I’m not saying that we’ll all turn into models and actresses or that we should think we will, nor am I saying that you should become conceited and vain. But I am saying that if you don’t believe you’re the best fit, why would anyone else? Believe your the best from the moment you walk in the room and soon everyone else will too. Beyond that, if we believe in ourselves, then the women we care about most will hopefully follow suit and everyone will feel a little bit more fabulous. You don’t have to believe me and my hippy-dippy style though, just read some studies and statistics and all of a sudden all of our selfies will seem a lot more on point than before. Moral of the story: believe you’re the best, sassiest, more amazing girl out there and you’ll be a lot closer to living an awesome life. hairflipping

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35 Thoughts Every Girl Has In Victoria’s Secret

35. Oh! Victoria’s Secret, I’ll just run in for a little bit.

34. Wow, this store is really crowded.

33. Is there a sale?

32. God, I hope so.

31. Why are there so many men in here?

30. Must be shopping for their wives…

29. What if they wear it…

28. No. Totes for their wives…or mistresses… XOXO Gossip Girl

27. I could use some panties….

26. Oh LAWD, 5 FOR $27 SALE, HOLLA

25. What discounts could I get if I work here?

24. *Sees new “right off the runway bra”* I’ll look good in this!

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You’ll Never Guess What This Phi Sigma Sigma Is Being Sued For… Is The Premier Channel For All Sorority News Around The Globe.

Since they were founded, sororities and fraternities have built themselves on a platform of traditions and rituals that are meant to be kept within a specific chapter. We all know what these are: secret creeds, mottos, acronyms, ceremonies, the works. It is cool to have this classified information at your disposal, because you feel like you know a secret that nobody else does.

I totally understand that earning the right to know these secrets is a symbol of being a part of a special organization, but let’s be honest here: the secret door-knock is not the reason we are joining Greek life. If you did join a sorority solely because you wanted to learn a secret door-knock and handshake then I respect you, but I simply do not understand you.

I am a sorority girl and I have not and will not disclose the classified information of my chapter because that, my friends, is a little something I like to call respect.

However, I would find it a little extreme to sue a member for sharing the secret handshake, but that is exactly what Phi Sigma Sigma is doing to their member, who is being identified in this news story as “Jane Doe.”

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Don’t Knock it ’til You Try it

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Joining a sorority was the last thing on my mind when venturing off to college. I chose a commuter school so my plan – along with the majority of the other students on campus – was to go to class and go home. I wasn’t interested in hanging around on campus after class. There didn’t seem to be a point. Instead, I decided to sulk in my own misery as I saw pictures on social media of my high school friends in all their college glory. Yeah, sure, I was sort of jealous. It made me regret not going away to school. Did I make the right decision staying home? Is this the college experience I want? I became miserable.
Then one day I was being recruited (without evening knowing). There was greek life in my school, but it wasn’t as profound as on other college campuses and I began talking to a recruiter who was colonizing a new sorority on campus. I, being ‘anti-sorority’, gave her my information just so she would go away. We reluctantly set up a meeting for the upcoming week. Between you and me, my plan was just to blow it off, but when the day rolled around she had texted me. I was on my way to my car when I was sure she had seen me pass by. I HAD to go now. Little did I know this had been the best thing that could have happened to me. I left that meeting eager to join. I wanted to be apart of something so much bigger than myself. Before I knew it, I was initiated with 40 other founding sisters of the Iota Sigma chapter of Phi Sigma Sigma.
Within the short time of being in greek life, I have learned so much. I believe that a person truly does not understand greek life unless he/she is apart of it. I was that negative person. I didn’t even want to give it a chance. I didn’t understand it and just formed my own bias opinion about the subject. Joining greek life has done more for me than I will ever be able to explain. I’ve formed life long friendships with people who I am lucky enough to call my sisters. I feel secure in knowing I can call up any of the 40 girls in my sorority at 3a.m. and they would answer that phone. I’ve learned time management skills and explored outside my comfort zone. For those of you reading this who are considering joining a greek org., my word of advice for you is…

Do it.




Don’t miss out on a great opportunity.




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Make Sure This Doesn’t Happen When You Order Your Next Formal Dress Online Is The Premier Channel For All Sorority News Around The Globe.

Online shopping has many benefits. If you don’t feel like putting pants on you can still look for a dress. It makes for a great distraction during lecture, too. However, there are many issues with online shopping. We have all had the anxiety of which size we should order, and with all of the options it is hard to keep our bank accounts at a positive balance.

Elite Daily recently reported a story that is rather nightmarish, but it is all the more reason to practice safe online shopping.

Actress Jamie Alexander wore this dress to the premiere of Thor:

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Interesting, right? First off, let us take a moment to get one thing straight: this dress is heinous. I do not care if you have a stunning body like Alexander does, it shows a butt cheek and I feel like if you twisted too much you would also give people an all access pass to seeing your no-no parts. Sure, some may argue that the mesh is sleek and sexy and elegant, but I am not a fan of not wearing underwear, so I am going to take a hard pass on this fashion trend.

However, there are apparently people who disagree with me. The Chinese website Taobao made a knock-off version of the dress. Now China did what China does best, and they found a way to make it look like the real deal, but avoided getting sued by making the design a mirror image of the original. It reminds me of all the knock-off Coach wristlets I bought that looked legit but had a label that said “Goach” on the inside. Classic.

This is what the dress looked like on the model on Taobao’s site:

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Looks the same as the original, right? And while I still think it is incredibly tacky, you would think that if this dress looked as good on both Alexander and this model, then it will probably look the same on you.

That’s what one woman thought, so she placed an order on the mesh-dress from hell. Now if avid online shoppers know anything, it is that there is nothing more exciting and more terrifying than opening up the packaging. When this lady opened up her box and tried on her dress, she must have immediately realize that something was up: the dress looked absolutely horrible. Almost every nook and cranny that we try to conceal with clothing was out and ready to play. She took pictures below, and suffice it to say she was on unhappy customer. If somebody wore this dress to our formal, they would most definitely be sent to Standards board for indecent exposure at a social function.

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So ladies, when you are online ordering your next formal dress, please make sure that you are cautious during the selection process. Also, remember that if a dress has mesh that might even possibly show off your goods, that you are going to probably run into some fashion malfunctions, so maybe just stick to a classic peplum instead.

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Why You Just Don’t Need To Care

Alright we are girls. Caring about things is just in our DNA. We freak out about the littlest things. A boy texts us “hey” and we don’t know how long we should wait to reply or if we should reply at all. We then continue to send screenshots to all of our closest friends to help us figure out what exactly he is trying to say. We change about 5 or 6 times to make sure no one will think we look stupid in our outfits.

Stop.

Be yourself.

We are told this all the time. So why is it so hard?

Good question.

Truth is I don’t know the answer because I do the same thing. But I think it all stems from loving ourselves. Once you love yourself, you will not worry about much after that.

Why do people love Taylor Swift so much?

She’s in love with herself. She has her own little qwirks that make her special and she embraces them. I see more women in Greek life say, “I don’t want to be the typical sorority woman,” or “I have to dress this way or do thing because it was on TSM.” Hey if that is being true to yourself DO IT! Otherwise don’t feel the need to change to stand out.

Those women that don’t care about what others think are the ones that stand out the most to me.

Embrace yourself.

And you will be so happy

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Why going Greek was the best decision I’ve made in College

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Recently, I was on a trip with my college surrounded by people from the history department (don’t hate, I mean, someone has to love it) and naturally I was surrounded by the typical narrow-minded people who literally know nothing about Greek life. I heard everything, from the snide comments like “You only wear clothes with your letters on them” to “ohhh yeah, that’s right, you pay an outrageous amount of money for all those ‘friends,’ right? It’s like a country club for basic white girls.”

WOAH. Um, excuse me, but do you actually know what you’re talking about? Yeah, I didn’t think so considering what you think our letters stand for “Alcohol, T-Shirts, and Parties.”

This is what I was surrounded with for a week in a foreign country, and while I completely understand the misconstrued notion of Greek Life (although the above mentioned items are certainly found in some circles), I also know when I’m right. And I absolutely know that I’m right when I say that being a part of Greek Life will change you as a person, bringing you out of that self-conscious high school shell that wouldn’t speak to a soul, transforming you into a conversation hoarder that could make a brick wall talk back. And that’s just the beginning.

Someone else on this very trip mockingly said to me, “Oh, so you think you can get a job over someone else just by saying, ‘I’m your sorority sister’ and then giving your secret handshake?” I then replied, “No. My sorority has allowed me to say, ‘This is who I am. And I deserve this job.’”

Because, when I’m twenty-four years old and the rest of my former college peers are searching for the courage to knock on someone’s office door, I will most likely be the door their knocking on. The confidence I’m portraying does not come from giving my secret handshake or password to the highest ranking closet sorority woman at my company or from reciting my creed word for word in a closed midnight meeting with the same woman. My confidence in my future and myself comes from what my chapter has given me that remained unnoticed by myself until recently.

It has taught me how to respect people, as anyone that’s ever rushed a sorority knows that no one is as intimidating as an older girl telling you to leave a party early. Not until you sit through a meeting with a furious President and Chapter Advisor do you understand respect. Not until you get sent to Standards and have to silently take any and all punishment given you despite the fact that, at formal, you didn’t know your date’s “grand idea” was jumping in the pool. Not until you see the most beautiful, kind person you’ve ever known suffer a tragic heartbreak do you understand that to respect someone is more than appreciating them, but it also involves caring, listening, and being there when they need it.




It has taught me how to be a friend. Being in a sorority is something that comes with so many strings, as you have to attend many meetings and events, but what I didn’t realize until recently is that I would never have met the women that I call my best friends and bridesmaids if it hadn’t been for Greek Life. Our paths would never have crossed, our wine never shared, and our laughs never heard, because we are all so different. But that’s what makes our bond so beautiful. I learned that simply sending a thoughtful text message can turn someones day around, or having a conversation with a sister in the library could turn around mine. It’s extraordinary, the friendships I’ve made through being Greek.

It has taught me how to be a leader. I mean, sure, I’d held positions in high school, ruling over a few people, but not until I was sitting above my chapter with my executive council, speaking to a hundred girls about how important our service projects were did I understand how to lead. Not until I was the only person up until 4AM making a pre-rush mixer banner did I understand responsibility. Not until I accepted a recruitment position that basically took up all my spare time during the summer did I understand how it felt to be truly depended upon. All of these are qualities that leaders must have and my chapter molded me into the leader I know I can be today and for that I am forever grateful.

Most importantly, though, my sorority has taught me to believe in myself. It gave me the courage to apply for a leadership position, the self-assurance when I received one, and the support when I carried out the responsibilities that came with it. It gave me the confidence to just let go and be…me. It has allowed me to grow into a courageous young woman who will take leaps, (such as traveling to foreign countries without knowing anyone, yet coming back with more new friends than I can count.) It has given me the ability to walk into an interview, look my superior in the eyes, explain precisely why I deserve the job, and then be hired on the spot.

So many people today see Greek Life portrayed through various media outlets in the most negative light. And, of course, not all of what they show is false, yet they are certainly events that happen far and few between. Looking back at my three years in college, I would change some of my decisions if I could, but I would say with absolute certainty that I would never change being Greek. I would never change that precarious decision I made to rush a sorority. It has changed my life and slowly morphed me into the strong, confident woman that I have become, which is something all the money in the world could not buy.




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10 Reasons Why Your Mother Is The Greatest Gift Life Ever Gave You

Every single step you take in life takes you to a special place. The question is, is each and every step you take the right one? You have learned many things in life, but who have you learned them from? Without her, where would you be? She makes you the person you are today, and you can never take that from her. She is your blood, she is your everything. Your mother is the greatest gift live life ever gave you and we will clearly see why.

Your Mother Is The Greatest Gift

1. When you were a baby, she was there to take care of you. When you cried in the middle of the night screaming with frustration and pain, she came to you and nurtured you… she was right by your side. She breast fed you and always made sure to hold your hand, especially when you cried.

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2. In nursery school, she held your hand and cuddled with you to make sure that you felt loved. She played hide and seek with you at the park, and gave you your favorite apple juice. She especially made you smile when you played peek-a-boo together. The smile and happiness on your face was priceless.  Having a loving mother is like having an angel who watches over you and makes sure that everything is going to be okay. As you learned the laws of life, you became a more developed and mature person.

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3.  As you got older, she always supported you no matter the circumstance. When everyone told you that you couldn’t do something and that you weren’t good enough, you wanted to quit. But the angel came in and lifted you off the ground. That despair and sadness you felt began to go away, and the sky cleared up. You decided to take a step forward and persevere, because of her.

4. No matter what problem you had, she was always there for you. When you cried and were angry, she always listened to the words that truly hurt you. You couldn’t express your feelings to many people, but she was the one person where your feelings could be articulated. She held your hand again and made you smile, because she loves you.

5. She feeds you your favorite food. When you come down to the kitchen or dining room table to eat, she gives you that beautiful smile that makes you know that she loves you. After she smiles and gives you delicious food, she asks how your day went in a way that shows she truly loves you.

6. When you need relationship advice, she gives you advice that can really put a smile on your face. She tells you the the importance of honesty, love, trust, and communication.

7. When you have a bad breakup, she lets you know that everything is going to be alright. The tears that run down your face like a river suddenly stop, when she comforts you and gives you guidance to make sure that your next relationship is that much better.

8. She tells you to follow your dreams, and lets you know that life is not easy. She tells you that it will only get harder. It is about working on yourself and making yourself a better person every day. There is nothing to be scared of, and she reassures you of that.

9. Deep down when you asked yourself the question “Who do I want to be?”, you weren’t able to answer. You stared at yourself in the mirror and couldn’t even recognize the face that was staring back at you. You were confused and didn’t know how to react. Then, when you thought of your past, that person in the mirror suddenly turned into you. You remembered that you were a person that loves and cares for others. And you remembered when you failed, you really only failed forward.

10. All of us have made mistakes in life. You don’t know what is going to happen in the future, and the fear can paralyze you. But then you ask yourself that one question, “Do I have hope?” and then you know right then and there that this is your beginning. You are ready to take on the world.

You continue to move forward because your mother was the one who told you how. When you cried as a baby, she told you everything was going to be okay. When you were little and fell off your bicycle with a scraped bloody knee, she picked you up and quickly took you inside to get you cleaned up. When you didn’t have a play date and you were lonely, she held your hand once again and kissed you. In high school, when you got an “F” on a exam, she told you it was okay and helped you so that you would do better on the next test.

As you got older and graduated college, you really began to find out who you truly were. You realized that your mother was the one who nurtured you and who taught you beliefs that would make you stand up to the challenge of life.  When you get married and have children, make sure to hold those memories right by your side.

Your mother will eventually get sick and no longer be with you, which is a very sad fact. But remember as she endures this pain and suffering, you should remember the pain and suffering you had as she nurtured you. Whenever you cried and were frustrated, she held your hand. The tears that slowly dripped down your face like a stream always came to a halt when she held your hand. As she lays in her hospital bed in pain, you have to remember one thing that is very important. Stop her tears from running down her face by being there for her, just like she was there for you. Hold her hand and tell her that everything is going to okay.  Remember the person who truly made you is the woman you are looking at.

Everything Is Going To Be Okay Mom, I Promise.

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