As the Beatles say "I get by with a little help from my friends."
Coming to Queens and leaving my friends behind was something that was very difficult. I knew they would always be there for me, it was just a strange thought that we wouldn't be doing everything and sharing every memory together.We would all have to spread out and find a new group of friends.
The point of leaving the woods for the concrete jungle was to open doors, expand horizons, and meet new people. That is just what I've been doing and have to admit I've been doing it well. I've found people who I enjoy being around and on top of that, I can rely on them. I did this on my own, by making friends that bring me to meet other friends and networking in class.
Some people seem to have more trouble gathering a group of friends, and the easiest way to solve this is the spring Greek life rush.
Undoubtedly, there is somewhat of a bond between "sisters" of a sorority and "brothers" of a fraternity. Quite frankly, it all seems very fabricated. You get "bid on" as if you're an item at an auction, then you must pledge and basically make the members or leaders like you by doing whatever they want, or allowing them to do whatever they want to you.
For many people, this is an enjoyable time. You earn the privilege to wear Greek letters and go to specially hosted parties and events. But after being hazed, what is the attraction to this? Though it may help you make friends, it could also bring unwanted and inescapable acquaintances. Just because you share the same sorority does not mean you and whomever else is in it will certainly be friends. After being ridiculed and tested by these girls, how is it that you can look at them and call them your friends?
So what is true friendship? Having sorority sisters who you pledge to be friends with, or friends who have no obligation to you but willingly spend time and do favors? I would personally favor friends who I choose myself and care for me rather than those who test me to see if I am up to standards.
That's what I have found in both my friends at home and the new one I have found here. We have no obligation to each other except true love and care, and that's what holds friendships together, not foreign letters. Both the old gold friends and the new silver ones are friends I know I are strong and worth holding onto.
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