I live in a house with over 100 girls. When people first hear this, they say “OMG don’t you hate that? I could never do that,” and I tell them “Actually, I love it. I am living the dream.” Imagine living in a dorm but with 100 of your best friends.
Yeah, maybe one day it will be nice to have my own space.
But for the next two years, I am living in Barbie’s Dream House and I have no complaints.
“Does anyone have ____?”
Literally anything. An Eeyore onesie? Room 224. A green afro wig? Got it over here in room 318. Whatever you think you need I promise someone in the house has it.
“Cookies are out in the kitchen”
When this message hits the GroupMe you have never heard a louder stampede of 20-year-old girls running downstairs to eat the snack for the night or whatever goodies the fraternity down the street dropped off for us.
Girls are grosser than you think
The number of texts sent in the GroupMe about people leaving a mess, not cleaning up after themselves, and various bathroom issues that I won’t describe would leave you astounded. It’s still a huge step up from a fraternity house, but all girls aren’t as clean as one would like to imagine.
You will ALWAYS have someone
Whether it’s someone to go to Target with, go out with, do homework with, stay in and watch a movie with, cry to, laugh with, there is always someone somewhere that will be there for you. Even if you’re just sitting together in silence. Alone time? Never heard of it.
It’s always a party
OK, so, yeah, sororities can’t actually have parties, but it always feels like there is
It’s a sanctuary away from boys
Yeah, it can be a lot sometimes. There’s a lot of estrogen going on in there. Lots of tears, makeup, clothes
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If you ever have the opportunity to live in a mansion with 100 of your best friends, I highly recommend it. There aren't really words that can describe what it's like living here, but if you aren't living how we're living, well, I just feel bad for you.
