Why go Greek? Well, why not? Realistically, what do you have to lose? Who would turn down the chance to get to know 150 phenomenal girls, all with different personalities, opinions, and interests? Why would you want to go through college without the support system that Greek life offers? Yeah, there is absolutely a stigma that clings onto Greek life. There may be such thing as a “sorority girl.” We’ve all watched Legally Blonde and pondered at Elle Woods’ incessant gossiping and obsession with fashion, boys and drama. We’ve all heard that girls involved in Greek life are “snotty, full of themselves and most likely stupid.” Well I am here to tell you all of those are wrong.
The girls that I call my sisters are not obsessed with clothes, quite the contrary actually. Most of us rely heavily on the few who do have a sense of style to shop for us and choose our outfits for every significant event. We may put on a façade that we are fashion forward, but let me tell you, we’re not. We’re just lucky enough to have sisters who are, and more than that, to have sisters who are honest enough to let you know you should for sure pick a different top before leaving the house. The girls that I call my sisters are not full of themselves. There is often a fine line between narcissism and the ability to simply be you and be happy about it. We radiate confidence because we have 160 sisters helping us, each and every day, to be the best that we can be. That fact of the matter is, not every day is a great day. When I have a rough day and don’t feel confident in myself, my sisters remind me of my value by leaving me notes on my desk and reminding me of everything I have to offer. Being confident and feeling a sense of self-worth is hard, but my sisters help make it easy. The girls that I call my sisters are not stupid. I can’t leave the house without passing at least three girls studying. They are the people I turn to when I’m struggling in a class. Having a hard time in math? Ask our actuarial science major. Need to make your presentation a little more creative? Ask our advertising major. Presidential Debate? T.V. room is packed. You get the point. The women of Kappa Alpha Theta have helped me examine my own life and broaden my horizons.
The girls that I call my sisters are so diverse in personality, appearance and talent. Some of my favorite memories are late night talks with my roommates; reminiscing about our glory days, talking about our most embarrassing moments, our best days, and all of the aspects that set each of us apart from the other. I came from Omaha, my roommate from Colorado, and another from South Dakota, and one from Columbus, and one who used to live a few blocks away from me, and we didn’t even know it until living together this past semester. We were raised by different parents, in different places, with different experiences and abilities, yet as different as we all are, we share one thing in common—a love for each other and for Kappa Alpha Theta. At the end of the day it’s the commonality that makes me want to be better, know my sisters better, and it’s the commonality that has made my past two years at UNL more amazing than I ever thought possible.
Go Greek. Just do it. I asked what you had to lose, and all I can think of is a few extra dollars. “You pay for your friends,” they say. Okay, maybe you’re right. I pay dues to a national organization that has, in turn, provided me with the greatest people and opportunities I could ever ask for. I don’t pay for my friends, I contribute to a group of extraordinary women who have given me more than I ever thought possible. It’s an investment. The amount of benefits that I have received from being in my sorority far outweighs the small monetary price I pay. Go Greek, you won’t regret it.
-Kappa Alpha Theta's Panhellenic Delegate
The girls that I call my sisters are not obsessed with clothes, quite the contrary actually. Most of us rely heavily on the few who do have a sense of style to shop for us and choose our outfits for every significant event. We may put on a façade that we are fashion forward, but let me tell you, we’re not. We’re just lucky enough to have sisters who are, and more than that, to have sisters who are honest enough to let you know you should for sure pick a different top before leaving the house. The girls that I call my sisters are not full of themselves. There is often a fine line between narcissism and the ability to simply be you and be happy about it. We radiate confidence because we have 160 sisters helping us, each and every day, to be the best that we can be. That fact of the matter is, not every day is a great day. When I have a rough day and don’t feel confident in myself, my sisters remind me of my value by leaving me notes on my desk and reminding me of everything I have to offer. Being confident and feeling a sense of self-worth is hard, but my sisters help make it easy. The girls that I call my sisters are not stupid. I can’t leave the house without passing at least three girls studying. They are the people I turn to when I’m struggling in a class. Having a hard time in math? Ask our actuarial science major. Need to make your presentation a little more creative? Ask our advertising major. Presidential Debate? T.V. room is packed. You get the point. The women of Kappa Alpha Theta have helped me examine my own life and broaden my horizons.
The girls that I call my sisters are so diverse in personality, appearance and talent. Some of my favorite memories are late night talks with my roommates; reminiscing about our glory days, talking about our most embarrassing moments, our best days, and all of the aspects that set each of us apart from the other. I came from Omaha, my roommate from Colorado, and another from South Dakota, and one from Columbus, and one who used to live a few blocks away from me, and we didn’t even know it until living together this past semester. We were raised by different parents, in different places, with different experiences and abilities, yet as different as we all are, we share one thing in common—a love for each other and for Kappa Alpha Theta. At the end of the day it’s the commonality that makes me want to be better, know my sisters better, and it’s the commonality that has made my past two years at UNL more amazing than I ever thought possible.
Go Greek. Just do it. I asked what you had to lose, and all I can think of is a few extra dollars. “You pay for your friends,” they say. Okay, maybe you’re right. I pay dues to a national organization that has, in turn, provided me with the greatest people and opportunities I could ever ask for. I don’t pay for my friends, I contribute to a group of extraordinary women who have given me more than I ever thought possible. It’s an investment. The amount of benefits that I have received from being in my sorority far outweighs the small monetary price I pay. Go Greek, you won’t regret it.
-Kappa Alpha Theta's Panhellenic Delegate