| | I know I update a lot but it's only when I feel compelled. And with all this free time, I am compelled quite often.
So the subject: Greek life. It's rush week for sororities and the campus is swarming with clones. I kid you not: these girls all look the same. ALL. LOOK. ALIKE. I'm not sure if I should be weirded out by that or feel special that I didn't leave high school and become one of the many sheeple. I hate how they come into the buildings in between their tour of sorority houses to cool off, talk about party #15, and use the restroom. I really bashed one of them up good when I opened the door to a gaggle of them. That was a very satisfying 5 seconds, let me tell you.
They have a uniform: shorts as short as possible without just being Daisy Dukes - and no, I haven't used that term since middle school. A tank top. And it has to be the kind that comes to about mid breast so they're spilling out. God forbid they were to bend over to pick up their DZ fan or something. Seems like half of them are wearing tiaras. Why are those girls so special? Are they the legacies? Sad to say I myself am a legacy. My mother was in a sorority. And it's hard to believe that they've changed that much in 37 years but my mom does not, nor ever did, to me, seem like one of them. I've seen pictures of her sisters and they didn't look identical. It must just be the new thing. Or women are becoming more and more generic.
I mean, there are generic people everywhere. You know the kind I'm talking about: you have a brief conversation and you are sure that they live a very shallow, uninteresting life. And look, this tradition of brainwashing girls to be zombie sluts can be juggled to the other hand and applied to fraternities. That might even be a worse institution. I think it stunts the emotional growth of men, making them think that they must be a man's man, hit on all the girls, have ripped abs, and make a shit load of money. Look assholes, your life is your own. Don't let some old white republican tell you you have to be a certain way. God, I would love to know how many closet gays are in fraternities because of, well, you know why. Which is the worst because those people of all people are the ones who will oppress your true self.
I think I'm just about done with this rant. I just think that there are other ways to meet people besides buying them through a sorority/fraternity. But if there's one thing I've learned is that it really does take all kinds.
(I am sorry if I have offended anyone's delicate sensibilities)
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