Being a sorostitute.

I had a conversation with someone the other day, and somehow greek life and the fact that I was a part of it in college wound up coming up. I have a certain opinion on it, and I understand other people have different opinions on the whole system. The whole conversation lead me to google the word "sorostitute" because I have always found it funny. I think I have referred to myself as one on occasion as a joke. I mean if you're talking about yourself, you can use derogatory terms like that. At any rate, I found these couple of things to share...
The first is The Sorostitute Manifesto, which is clearly from a long time ago, or some state that's not really in the South or something. They have really odd things about wardrobe that did not reflect anyone I knew at all. Or maybe my undergrad was far classier. (I really find that unlikely)
The second one was In Defense of Sorostitutes, which is actually written by a girl at UGA who is actually in a sorority. Its mostly making fun of how the girls on her campus dress, but I really think that is more of how I view myself, sisters, and the Greek experience I had. And actually if you read her blog, she seems cool enough.

What I am trying to say here is, as in the first link, some people have the strongest, most negative opinions and emotions about Greek life. I understand being very negatively passionate about something that is a pivotal political issue, a belief, something a tad more important than a group of people that you were not a part of. I start to wonder if it's jealousy, or what exactly happened to make people hate it so much.

I actually dated someone who hated sororities, frats, would always tell me that I probably fit the stereotypes of those groups, called a friend a fratty douchebag within earshot. The first question I ask myself is "why did I waste my life with this person" and the second is "why DID he hate Greek life so much?" I would always try and explain all that Greek life taught me, like how to work with other people who have different opinions, how to leave politics aside and be friends with people regardless, along with the fact that some of my best friends were my sisters in college. It was an experience I wouldn't trade for anything. I perfectly understand people who didn't choose this path, and I am friends with plenty of them, but I am just not able to grasp this bitterness towards it. My only explanation? Jealousy. Why be so passionate otherwise? I don't hate people who aren't Greek, I don't get that mad about that. Why be so mad about people who are closed minded, when it's kind of closed minded to consider stereotype a reality?

I guess I just don't get it. I think I will continue to embrace my image and move on.

On my undergrad

So let me make this clear, I really love the place I chose for my undergraduate education. It's really just an amazing school, and I could not have asked for a better overall college life. I have now moved on to an all women's college for my further edu, but I will never really associate myself with that institution past my resume. Besides the blatant sticker on a car window that anyone around here could spot for a mile away. I really love football, our team, going to games, and tailgating. But I just can't take it too seriously. If we do well, its amazing, if we do not. Meh, there's next year. I am much more passionate about the New York Giants, but I really just don't want to blog about that. There are some things you can't knock that start when you're two.

Anyways I was talking to a friend today, and this made me laugh really hard. I was debating going to the large public university library tonight to get some work done, and realized the team has a Thursday night football game...

M: I decided not to go to the lib tonight, I would feel like an old loser. We have a football game, and like its a Thursday, and I just shouldn't go. I'm not prepared to feel that old yet.
J: Meg, the only losers there will be the ones on the field wearing red jerseys.

(die)