So it is that time of year again, tons of freshman looking to prove themselves in a brand new scary environment. I don’t know about you but the first thing I wanted to do when I was a freshman is be the first one to sign up for one of the many fine Greek organizations on campus. Sure, who doesn’t want to pay a nice fee every month, I know I work hard for money why not waste it on friends that are fake and will put you through a nice hazing process. Not too long ago I was walking back to my apartment from the HUB when I saw a group of women going for a nice jog. As they began to jog closer to me I noticed that they were all dressed the same and yelling at the top of their lungs. I don’t remember word for word what was said but it was a long the lines of “Penis!,” “COCK!,” and other great slang words for the male genitalia. So, I cannot say for certain that it was a Greek organization but lets face it, the last time I went for a jog at 11:30 at night dressed all in black was when I did a tour of Nam and we all know that didn’t happen.
Now don’t get me wrong, Greek organizations have a lot to offer a student on campus: great friends (for a small monthly fee), plenty of t-shirts, some offer places to live, and who could forget how great it looks on your resume (heck you will even have something in common with Student Senate). That is just the beginning. Wait until you find out about all their secret stuff, the initiation process (not to be confused with hazing), the secret songs, the weird traditions, finding out what the smelly doll in the closet is, and so much more. Just think, now you will have a partner to walk home with on all of those Thursday night get-to-gethers and heck, they trust you so much that they will even let you walk home in the snow all by yourself. Yes the Greek life truly is living, so go rush out there and sign up. Spots are going fast.