Now, I generally don't have any opinions about Panhellenic institutions and think that joining a fraternity or a sorority can be a good networking strategy for the future and simply put it, it's organized fun that you don't have to conjure up yourself. I myself began rushing a few sororities, but when you're pursuing a house in the middle of a semester it's more brutal than normal. Having to come back to school a week earlier from Christmas break and standing outside of the houses in the freezing cold while wearing your cutest dress with heels on is going to break anyone's spirit and pride. I decided after looking in some of the houses that I was being "groomed" for by some of the girlfriends I had on the "inside," sorority life was not for me. The houses were beautiful mansions with manicured lawns, but on the inside, the girls shared rooms with three others and if you were an underclassmen, you slept in a "cold room" where it was literally a cold room with left over penitentiary bunk beds lined up for 35 to 40 girls. I couldn't bare to live the next 3 years of my college career in that room without the escape of these girls for a little me time. Dodging living arrangements with the girls is one thing, but escaping frat boys is a whole another task. Not all of them were bad...but some were indeed the escaped zoo animals terrorizing the sophisticated girls of academia.
A girlfriend of mine, our freshman year belonged to a house, and during a serenade (a common practice in the Greek system) at a fraternity house, called her a "Spik" and nobody knows how these guys knew that she was half Mexican because she looked all American, light brown hair, fair skin and big blue eyes. The house representative, an "older brother" of sorts reprimanded these bigots and had them send my friend a bouquet of flowers and a chocolate box, apologizing profusely for the "mishap." They really didn't mean it. One boy decided to be impressively crass and ballsy, showing that he has no regard for anyone but the coolness he will display for his brothers and because animals come in herds, one chimes in, others will too. I have to fair, there is a difference between a frat boy and a man belonging to a fraternity. The herd that called my girlfriend a derogatory term are called frat boys, the men that made the frat boys apologize are boys who happen to be in a fraternity. Get it?
I find that boys in college have their whole world in a nutshell, in the form of a college campus, and this nut, is their oyster. Girls are everywhere, out of the watchful eye of their fathers, and it's a lab of experimental dating situations combustible at any moment! They try everything and you know this because you get everything. Some will write you a little note and leave it on top of your books when you're studying at the union and you take a potty break. "Call me, I was sitting next to you just now." Huh? yeah, Ok, don't know anyone was even sitting by me, and I'm probably not that curious to find out. Or, through a friend that they were visiting at your dorm and saw you walking down the hall for a potty break. Or walking toward the restroom in that one cool enough college bar for a potty break. It's all a big trap and without the properly honed verbal kungfu, you'll get tripped up whenever you try to take a potty break! I appreciated the lab of experiments because it wasn't as if we girls had it together. Many girls did play the inappropriately friendly card, but all in all, we were in it together, lab rats dating lab rats...or blind mice leading other blind mice?