When I was looking for a college I was adamantly opposed to attending a university that was foolish enough to allow Greek life on their campus. It isn’t that I was opposed to olive colored skin and dark hair, I actually think both of those qualities are attractive, I just didn’t think fraternal life fostered good things. I imagined judging and cattiness and vanity and arguments could be the only by-products of joining a sorority. Well, granted I now attend a very different school than what I first wished to attend, but I’m not so opposed to sororities as I used to be. A big factor in that could be that I joined one….
I say all the time that Oglethorpe is strange—it is—because things here are not the same as they would be other places. Life in general here not to mention Greek life is different and I love it. I can’t imagine being at home anywhere else. Repetitive much? I’m not sure how to defend sorority life, Ogle-greek life, to those who are only familiar with traditional Greek life. Then again, I don’t really need to defend myself.
Every once in a while my sisters and I will get on a kick about what exactly tri-sigma is to us. Almost every time it is a story revolving around sisterhood. The best way for me to describe what sigma is to me is this: Tri-Sigma is what is left surrounding, protecting, and loving me even after the world has crumbled away from me. We’re family. We may have a spat or an attitude for a second or two, but we always love each other and we always get over it once we have a second to calm down. My sisters have been a game changer in my life and I feel so incredibly blessed to have them in my life. It is a safe place for freak flags to fly high as well as a place of the posher ones of us to be snazzy and stuff. (I’m more flag flyer than posh….)
Well, recruitment for new sisters is almost over and I have to admit that I have been loving it and hating it. I love that I get to spend time with my sisters working towards a common goal. We may not do things in the smoothest fashion, but we tend to have fun with what we do even if it is rushed and slightly skewed. :) like tonight when during our slideshow of our sisterhood the music wouldn’t play. Sooo we started singing the song that was supposed to be playing—Lean On Me. We all were slightly sad it didn’t go as planned, but we all LOVED the impromptu sing along. It wasn’t the most put together performance—it was very Sigma. That part of it has been very fun. What I really dislike is trying to figure out whether or not a girl would gel with the group or if she has what it takes to try to live up to our high standards. Let’s all be honest, every Sigma fall short of what our standards actually are, but that doesn’t mean we don’t keep trying every day to live up to them. How do we know if someone is going to keep attempting to live up to them or if she is just going to give up? I always feel judgments aren’t mine to make and I hate trying to discern something that only time can tell. I’m blessed that my sisters care more about a person’s character and potential than they do her clothes, hair, or make-up. I suppose I will just have to tell myself what I tell everyone else: things happen for a reason.
Anyhow…..Tri-Sigma is: a four a.m. phone call to help you with a rough break up, a couch to sleep on when you’ve been sex-exiled from your shared dorm, help studying for a test, help with your hair before a big date, advice on everything from style to crisis’s, a shoulder to cry on, someone who knows you’re upset before you do, a smile, a hug on a stressful day, an early morning breakfast buddy, and a home away from home.
Maybe it is a good thing I’ve never had a really close family because it allows me to appreciate this one so much more.
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