Monday, November 16, 2009

Stupidity Thy Name is Sorority


The world never ceases to amaze me with its stupidity. I will never understand why someone gets punished for getting things actually done for once, for going out of their way to make things better, or for, god forbid, letting stress get the better of them once in a while. Unless the above is done through nasty shit that goes against basic laws, where does someone get off punishing someone else for doing good and being human?

For example: I am a part of a sorority and am currently taking a year off for whatever reason. Due to that fact, I cannot associate with my sorority chapter – meaning that I can’t go to events as a recognized member wearing letters and that I can’t be involved in other sisterhood events unless invited – I also can’t continue to work on the website that I worked really hard on last year. Still, no one else wanted to work on it and rather than the updates suddenly stop just after final exams last spring, so I continued to update it so that the sorority didn’t look bad to perspective new members. In my mind, I thought that that would be a good thing for the sorority. Apparently my wanting the best for the chapter is frowned upon. Silly me. Anyways, long story short, they delete my profile from one of the websites that I created in affiliation with the main website – a members only page and an online note bank – and failed to mention anything to me. When I asked too many questions and only received lies, I got reprimanded by our evil advisor who has the mentality that she is supposed to do more than only ‘advise’. Someone needs to give her a dictionary and open it to the page where that definition is.

Of course, her being an uber bitch is a whole different matter.

Granted, it also plays into this scenario.

A good friend of mine, the one who really got me interested in the sorority, is about to be kicked out for no other reason than the fact that that same advisor doesn’t like her. Sure, there are other reasons, but they are all completely fabricated and manipulated to suit what they want done. Admittedly, my friend can be a bit abrasive at times, however she, like I, doesn’t deal well with stupid people and it gets the better of her. Sadly, the vast majority of the sorority has a lot of stupid moments and several of the girls are just plain dim-witted. Seriously, they are so dense that it makes you wonder how they even got into a post-secondary institution that doesn’t cater to future wait-staff and construction labourers.

Apparently stupid also translates into idiotic and insane because they are the ones who are pissed off at my friend because she was a bit bitchy at times and was able to get several things done at once without people backing her up who should have been helping her instead of hindering her. She got in serious trouble once, being sent to the equivalent of court, and having the entire board against her and trying to get her to resign from the sorority. She, not being one to be pushed around and not being a girl who gives up easily, didn’t take it and didn’t quit. She rebutted everything that they were able to throw at her, incredibly stupid things that are not grounds for this kind of action, and they went against basic protocol in order to try and get the upper hand on her. Of course, she’s generally not a stupid girl; sometimes when it comes to guys, but not generally otherwise.

Then, she called me this afternoon and left me a message. Basically, they’re trying to throw her out for good and no one seems to be helping her. This is where I don’t understand why they’re doing what they are. She is one of the only girls who is able to actually get things done within this stupid, pathetic example of a sorority. The huge philanthropy event that the sorority throws, she completes it, makes it a complete success, all while there is more drama than any sane person would be able to deal with and come out with as much class as she did, and then they throw is back in her face because most of the girls who were supposed to help her were making trouble that shouldn’t have been made. Before that, she was one of the main girls who helped another sorority sister and real friend with the recruitment process. She was the main go-to girl about anything next to the main director and the advisors. They threw the added stress that she had to handle with that right back in her face too after an amazing recruitment.

So basically the moral of the story is that, if you’re thinking of joining a sorority and are not a stupid person who doesn’t deal well with those who are, think twice. Admittedly I had some good experiences, but the drama tends to drown that out. I also found some amazing friends along with girls who I wouldn’t care if they dropped dead in the next five minutes. The bad outweighs the good and though I don’t regret is necessarily, I wouldn’t mind if I hadn’t had to deal with the drama, the politics, the nastiness, the backstabbing and the general idiocy that came with it. Maybe it’s just the way that sororities are run in Canada, maybe it’s just the chapter that I belong to, but if this was how I knew it would have all played out I would have thought more on it.

They say that your sisters are the girls who will be friends with you and will be there for you all throughout your life. That your sisters will be your bridesmaids and the godmothers to your children. I say that of the girls who are supposed to be your sisters, you might only have three or four who you will keep in contact with once you leave school. They are the ones that the statistics are talking about and compared to the number of ‘sisters’ you have in a sorority, that’s a very small percentage. They are the ones who will remember your birthday without someone telling them or seeing it posted on facebook. They are the ones who will still make a point to call you and talk to you just to see how life is going. They are the ones who will be there for you no matter what happens in life. Everyone else will turn their back, play the Academy Award winner in fakeness whenever they see you if they even choose to acknowledge you, who will talk about you nastily behind your back, and who would turn their back on you when you would need them most. They are, sadly, also the stupid ones who always seem to end up running things.

At this point right now, I am so fed-up with my sorority that I want nothing to do with the majority of them. I believe that, at least where my chapter is concerned, the entire thing to be bullshit. The garbage that they spew about always being there for a sister, about being connected by the bonds of sisterhood, and about sisterhood being forever is just that: grade ‘A’ garbage direct from the bowels of Hell. They are the reincarnation of the Witch Hunts of the past and their prime targets are those girls who can actually lead without being incompetent and those who are outspoken, different, and who can think for themselves and have their own opinions.




Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Warning: 100 Proof


Ok, it is wildly known among my peers and family that I am not a big drinker. Honestly, I don’t care for the taste and I really don’t like being drunk. I have never passed out (unless I was going to bed) and I have never blacked out due to excessively ingesting alcoholic beverages.

When I do drink, it’s strictly beer or some girly beverage which you can’t taste the actual alcohol in.

Vodka tastes like rubbing alcohol, rum is like garbage, and bourbon was forever ruined when a friend made me take a shot before getting in a cab once. Keep in mind that this was my first ever shot of any alcoholic beverage.

I wasn’t a drinker in high school and first year of university was when I went “wild” and had two hangovers. Two. Told you I wasn’t a drinker.

I also can’t understand why people are. I mean, I understand, I can physically compute the reasoning and whatnot, but it’s more like I can’t see why. Sure, some people use it to cope with their pitiful lives and they think that that’s a viable excuse, but there are other ways. Then there are the really pathetic people who think that they can’t have fun without drinking too much. In university and in the real world I encountered way too many people like that. It’s as though they think that since so many people do it that it’s acceptable.

Of course, I am not necessarily against those few nights a year when it might be a special occasion where you go out with your friends to celebrate and you drink a little too much. Hey, it happens to the best of people. What I don’t understand is that when you reach your limit, you’re happily buzzed and yet can still stand of your own free will and though your speech is slurred and you’re a little inhibited, you still know what you’re saying even if it’s constant ‘foot-in-mouth’. But why would you want to black out and not remember what happens next?

I know girls, especially, who go out and do this every weekend. They have lost phones, cameras, wallets, jackets, and what little dignity they possess all because they want to be like that. And then they whine about it.

Point and case, there are these two girls that I know who are best friends and have been since grade school. They are always complaining about not having money – something else which I can never understand – because they go out all the time, several times a week, and spend hundreds of dollars on alcohol. One of said girls has been having problems with her stomach which has remained undiagnosed. Now, if it was me and I was experiencing extreme pains in my stomach, I would try and, oh, not drink for a while and see if that helped. But not, she still drinks like a fish. It’s as if she’s not smart enough to put two and two together and get something other than negative seven. It would at least be something that I would try. Tests have shown that alcohol can strip rust off of metal if submerged long enough… I think. Anyways, it’s potent and if cola can dissolve a tooth when submerged for a few days, think that several years of being soaked in alcohol could do to a stomach.

It’s like, “Hello! Use your brain and common sense”.

I totally could have lived during prohibition and of been unaffected.

People are so stupid sometimes.