Yet here I am. I've been thinking about this since last semester. A girl on my hall is a member of Phi Sigma Pi, a national honors fraternity. After hearing about it, I was intrigued. However, I barely had time to sleep, eat, and shower, let alone participate in Greek life.

This semester, I have time for it. At first I was skeptical. "Honors" "fraternity" seemed like an oxymoron to me. Fraternity conjures images shown to me on tv and in movies: idiots drinking beer and eating pizza. As with many media stereotypes, it's probably exaggerated or even false, but it's still the image that comes to mind. It is not an image that is compatible with "honors" or "scholarly."

However, the girl on my hall is really awesome. People say you're the average as your friends, so logically, the people in the frat should be really awesome too.

So I went to the interest meeting tonight with an optimistic yet skeptical attitude. I decided it couldn't hurt to check it out. If the members were ditzes and douchebags, I would leave immediately and never look back. If they seemed cool, I would stay around and talk to them.

They seemed pretty awesome. I met my hallmate's brother there. When he asked me why I wanted to join, I listed my reasons. He said that those were exactly the reasons why people should join. I made a good impression on everyone else I talked to, too.

So, yeah. Here I am, getting ready to rush a frat. Never did I ever think that I'd end up doing that.

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