Not Greek? Join the Club.
Let me get this out of the way right now: I have no personal vendetta against any sorority or fraternity. None.
With that said, today is the second Wednesday of the semester (at least for most Creighton students) and that means that Greek life is back in full swing. For me, this comes with mixed emotions since I myself am not affiliated with any Greek organization, but have many friends who are. This means that as I sit here in my sweatpants writing this, most of my friends are on their way to chapter for a couple hours to share secrets and sacrifice virgins (I don’t know this for a fact), leaving me to entertain myself or do homework (yeah right). Believe it or not, I, like so many other girls, went through recruitment my freshman year. However, by the last day I realized that this just isn’t for me. So I dropped out, cried just a little, ate a cupcake, and moved on. I say that to say this: Greek life isn’t for everyone, and that’s OK.
You see, I’m convinced that too many people enter college thinking that they have to join a fraternity or sorority to make friends or even just to fit in. This could not be farther from reality. Granted, my only college experience has been here at Creighton, but I stand by what I say. To those ladies (specifically here at Creighton) who might be feeling down after not joining a sorority this past week, your life is not over. I promise. And to the young men dabbling in fraternity life now, enjoy it, because your recruitment is so much better than what the ladies go through. So much. Rest assured that whatever happens, you will have plenty of opportunities to make friends whether you “go Greek” or not. Unless, of course, you’re some psycho who does weird shit like kick puppies for fun. Don’t be that guy.
Where was I? Oh yeah, even though I am a proud member of Gamma Delta Iota, many of my closest friends are (or have been) Greek brothers and sisters. Surprising as it may be, it is possible to like people regardless of the letters on their hoodie, tee, or Vera Bradley bag. The truth is, even though I did my best to play it cool, (I’m a pretty smooth gal if I do say so) I was nervous as I watched the people I had grown close with during first semester start accepting bids left and right after we got back from Christmas break. Will we still hang out as much? Will they even talk to me anymore? Talk about insecurities. But as it turns out, it is incredibly possible for Greeks and non-Greeks to be friends, or in my case, best friends. The only reason joining a sorority or fraternity would have any impact on a friendship is if someone wasn’t that good of a friend to begin with, in which case, you probably don’t want him/her around anyway.
So keep your heads high, GDIs. And to my Greek ladies and fellas, I may not know your secret handshake, but a fist bump to you as well. Because in the end, we’re all in this together.