When I got accepted into college, I couldn't wait to get into a sorority. The dreams of sisterhood, good causes, and great parties finally came true when I pledged. It didn't take too long for me
to realize there was a disproportionate amount of attention devoted to the opposite sex, especially members of campus fraternities. Most of our "sister time" was devoted to either attending frat
parties or hosting our own.
It was all good fun for a while - and yes, I enjoyed hooking up with the cute boys just like many of my "sisters". For some reason though, it seemed I was singled out as that sleep around kind of
gal. At the end of my Sophomore year, I was voted Shack Queen by my sorority. Of course, I smiled and accepted the dubious honor but deep down inside, I could feel the tide had turned against
me.
It seems every sorority has a member or two the rest of the club looks down on. I suppose it's a
reflection of our society today; some people have to feel superior
regardless of the hurt feelings they cause. I found out late in my Junior year I had quite a reputation among just about every fraternity house on campus. It got to the point where I dreaded to
answer my cell because so many different boys were calling me every day looking for a date. At one time, this would have been a thrill for me but instead, it only made me feel used.
My senior year, I had a lesbian fling with a new member of our house. Eventually, the word got out and it was like the rest of the girls in the house ignored me until I finally left the sorority
for good. I live in another part of the country now and just recently got married to a very caring man who I hope never finds out about my college days.
My advice is simply - be careful who you trust.
College life is certainly not an easy one.
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