I'm sure you've all read all the cliche articles about how much someone loves their sisters and how they couldn't live without them. I'm not going to lie to you, I'm not any different. But being in a sorority and living in a house with 60+ girls is probably not like you would think.

There is no such thing as "alone time". And if you're a major people person, then this is perfect for you but most people need some time to themselves. Sometimes your only escape is your bed in the cold air. And you will treasure that time and love that bed more than you ever thought you could love something.

Doing homework and studying is pretty impossible. A house filled with so many people makes it exceptionally hard to find a quiet place to study. And let's be honest, when you're in a room with a bunch of your best friends, it's difficult not to be chatty. Or when you hear girls down the hall having fun, you don't want to sit there and do your homework and learn about the endless equations of financial accounting, so you go hang out even though you shouldn't.

There are rules. And probably more rules than applied in the dorms. It makes you wonder why you're still being told what to do as an adult in college. You'll have meal duties and all house cleans, with potential fines if you don't get it done. And then you wonder why you pay to live somewhere that makes you do chores with penalties if they aren't done well enough. When you look at the bigger picture, you know that the rules are there for a reason and when living in a mansion, you want to keep it as beautiful as possible but sometimes you forget that and get really fricken sick of the rules.

But with every negative aspect of living in a sorority house, there are 10 times as many positives that make you completely forget about all of those things.

When you move into a sorority house, you better be ready for a limitless number of dance parties in the bathroom to the summer hits of the 2000's Pandora station when you're all getting ready. The occasional high school musical station too.

You better be ready to share your clothes with at least 30 other girls, but don't worry because you will have just as many closets welcoming you with open doors as well.

You better be ready to spend odd hours in the kitchenette because it is open 24/7 and always fully stocked with sugary cereal.

You better be ready to make the worst and most embarrassing videos that you think are so funny at the time.

You better be ready to finally be in on all the secret traditions that you have with the fraternity across the street.

You better be ready to let your sisters see you looking more ratchet than you would ever prefer anyone to witness.

You better be ready to take too many pictures in the bathroom just because it has the best lighting. (there's really no such thing as too many pictures though)

You better be ready to have your towel stolen while you're taking a shower. Or have cold water poured on you. Or the curtain ripped open. Or the lights turned off. (all out of love, obviously)

You better be ready to tell things to your sisters that you never thought you would share with anyone. And you better be ready to listen too.

You better be ready to cuddle and watch movie after movie on those lazy Sundays.

You better be ready to laugh until you cry and have someone to make you laugh when you're actually crying.

You better be ready to stay up late. Really late. For no reason. When you have an 8 AM the next morning.

You better be ready to always be surrounded by the most beautiful girls, making you feel ugly and incompetent.

You better be ready to accept 1 million compliments from your sisters when they know you're feeling ugly and incompetent.

You better be ready to always having people there supporting you with everything you do and pushing you to strive for improvement.

You better be ready to make the most memories you ever thought you could make in one year.

And you better be ready to bawl your eyes out when you move out, because when in your life are you ever going to get the opportunity to live with 60 of your best friends?

More than anything, I don't want this year to end. As much freedom as I'll be granted by having my own apartment, it will never compare to living in my big brick mansion with the family that I got to choose. Yes I'll get my alone time. Yes I'll always have a place to study. And no I will not have any rules but what are those three things compared to the unlimited amount of things that this house has given me? Thank you sophomore year for the unforgettable memories living in a sorority house, for giving me friendships that are more meaningful and influential than I've ever had, and for every single reason that is listed above.

Junior year will have big shoes to fill.