This gives me chills. The way the guys grab onto her and hold her very closely to make sure there’s no way she can escape. And the worst thing is you think the guy at the end is going to help but he’s even worse, trying to get her to trust him then taking her back to his apartment.
The author stated that she sometimes cares too much about what other people think of her, this article is just a validation of that. As a woman, I feel like we need to stop defending ourselves for squeaking at spiders, owning monogrammed clothing or enjoying Cosmo Magazines. That does not diminish our intelligence or our worth as a human being. This article is basically the same as countless other ones I’ve read, and based on what I see in the comments it further implements the stereotype of sorority girls. All of this makes me cringe. If someone is going to judge me for being in a sorority, wearing my letters, or having a giggle fit, then why do I want to be friends with them? I’m not going to chase after them yelling “WAIT NO, I’m in a sorority but did you know I also started a Doctor Who club at my university? I’m a nerd just like you!” No, I couldn’t care less. I joined a sorority because I started college introverted and alone, looking for meaningful friends. And I found that and so much more in my sisters and my chapter. I know we’re smart because of the GPA we maintain and the study hours we do. I know we’re good people because of the volunteer hours we complete and how we treat people on campus, Greek or non-greek. I will continue to drink out of a red solo cup, like every other student on campus, shop at target, like every girl in America, and order whatever the hell I want from Starbucks because I want to, without feeling the need to validate myself. I’m proud to read Cosmo, I’m proud to have started a Doctor Who fan club, and I’m damn proud to be in a sorority. I will not make excuses for any of these things.
This gives me chills. The way the guys grab onto her and hold her very closely to make sure there’s no way she can escape. And the worst thing is you think the guy at the end is going to help but he’s even worse, trying to get her to trust him then taking her back to his apartment.
The author stated that she sometimes cares too much about what other people think of her, this article is just a validation of that. As a woman, I feel like we need to stop defending ourselves for squeaking at spiders, owning monogrammed clothing or enjoying Cosmo Magazines. That does not diminish our intelligence or our worth as a human being. This article is basically the same as countless other ones I’ve read, and based on what I see in the comments it further implements the stereotype of sorority girls. All of this makes me cringe. If someone is going to judge me for being in a sorority, wearing my letters, or having a giggle fit, then why do I want to be friends with them? I’m not going to chase after them yelling “WAIT NO, I’m in a sorority but did you know I also started a Doctor Who club at my university? I’m a nerd just like you!” No, I couldn’t care less. I joined a sorority because I started college introverted and alone, looking for meaningful friends. And I found that and so much more in my sisters and my chapter. I know we’re smart because of the GPA we maintain and the study hours we do. I know we’re good people because of the volunteer hours we complete and how we treat people on campus, Greek or non-greek. I will continue to drink out of a red solo cup, like every other student on campus, shop at target, like every girl in America, and order whatever the hell I want from Starbucks because I want to, without feeling the need to validate myself. I’m proud to read Cosmo, I’m proud to have started a Doctor Who fan club, and I’m damn proud to be in a sorority. I will not make excuses for any of these things.