If you had told me a few years ago that I'd live in a mansion, I definitely wouldn't have believed you. The idea of living in house filled with 60+ women is a strange idea to anyone who has never heard of a sorority. Although the concept itself is odd, it's something only a small percentage of the population will experience in their lifetime. To those who don't understand what goes on inside a giant all-female abode, here are a few realities that sorority women encounter in their chapter house:
Personal space is not a thing.
In a sorority, you typically share a room with at least 3 other people. Usually, these roommates have other friends who often come into your room, and if you have friends like mine, they might even hang out in there when you aren't home. They'll borrow your things, change in front of you, and even though you'll be totally weirded out at first, you'll wonder how you ever got along without them. From this, these women you live with truly become like sisters, because you are sometimes a little too comfortable with each other.
There is always someone awake or something to do.
Have you ever had the urge to watch hour-long Vine compilations, but you don't have anyone to laugh at them with? Look no further than your sorority. It may be 1 A.M., and you still have a paper to write, but you can always count on a sister to join you, for whatever procrastination tactics you chose.
You'll never have to buy your own clothes again.
With 60 closets to chose from, why would you have to? The sharing policy varies from sister to sister, but if you really need a certain top to go with that skirt, chances are, someone in your house has exactly what you're looking for.
The oddities of the sleeping porch.
If you've ever shared a room with a sibling, and you think you might understand the experience, this is not the same thing at all. The sleeping porch, for those who don't know, is a giant room lined with multiple bunk beds, encased in blankets, with the occasional random socks strewn across the floor. Yes, everyone sleeps in here – which means there is never a dull moment on the porch. You soon discover which one of your friends snores incessantly, which one screams in her sleep, and which one doesn't know that her alarm has been going off for 30 minutes straight (you won't like her very much after that).
You have a constant support system.
Sometimes you just want to sulk in your room after a long day, and shut out the world. You're never truly alone, in the physical sense, in a sorority, and the same goes for the emotional as well. I've had times that I wanted to spend by myself, but I realized that just hanging out with my best friend, while she played guitar for me, was the perfect remedy for a bad day.
You may never be able to live alone again.
This is the harsh truth of becoming accustomed to hanging out with your best friends 24/7. The concept of living alone or with only one other person hurts to even think about, since you're so used to walking down the hallway to hang out with your best friend.
This is the coolest experience of your life.
When will there be another time, after college, that you wake up on a 30-person sleeping porch, walk into your room where your seven roommates are getting ready, and hang out with your closest friends all day? The truth is, this will probably never happen again. I try to remind myself every day, as I roll off of my porch bed, that this is the best thing that's happened to me, and I realize how lucky I truly am.
