Greek Life is THE Life

Before I moved from Philly to Ada everyone at home asked me the same question, "Are you going to pledge anywhere?" and my answer was always simply, "Oh, God no." Even when I arrived on campus I was approached by greeks helping me move in, gave me greek life brochures, rush schedules, the whole nine yards but, I still had no intentions of pledging anywhere. Not until the faithful day that I met up with Andrew Colyer in Mac for brunch, who insisted that I go to the Sigep house with him. After that I started to consider greek life however, it wasn't until I met the man, who is now my big, that confirmed that there was no doubt that I would be a Sigep.

What people in greek life don't understand is that being in a fraternity, or even a sorority for that matter, is more than a just the stereotypes that define them such as: all of the partying, polos and boat shoes, and drinking. It's a group of strangers who grow closer together eventually becoming a family, hence the terms brother/sisterhood. The bonds that I've made the past three years being greek life is undescribable. Outside of the 40 brothers in my chapter to turn to I also have a sorority of 80 women who I can always have a good time with as well.

In comparison to the friends I made here versus friends at home, my greek life friends will literally bend over backwards for me, while my Philly friends are just a tad bit selfish. For example, recently my uncle, who lived about an hour and a half away in Fremont, passed away. With my east coast family not being able to make I still wanted to attend the funeral. So when I asked around to borrow a car there was almost a battle royal over who would let me borrow their car, which was surprising because I shouldn't be left alone with someone's car keys let alone their car. My Philly friends, for example, I have a hard enough time putting just the thought of them coming out here to visit me, hell even at home too since I am always the one visiting them. It's almost a burden for them to come see me, or at least thats how it appears.

Joining a fraternity I expected the stereotypes but, instead I got what I least expected, a group of people I can call my friends, brothers, and family for the rest of my life. Greek life is the life, and it changed mine for the better, and I that I am forever grateful for.