This High School Frat Star Called His High School Frat Better Than Real Frats

Harrison Lee10 years ago

Wrote a little something I’d like yall to read and answer. Kind of related to this article. Except were talking about college frat stars that aren’t in frats. The tech/small college “frat stars.” Give it a read and some feedback. By the way we don’t claim to be “frat.” We are what we are. Need some major college and top tier fraternities to give there opinion.
We’re the guys you see down town at the bar dressed to perfection. The guys that are taking home and dick dunking sorority pussy just because we tell them we have aspirations to join a fraternity. We’re attractive, just as wealthy as your average frat, and roll with people who have the same ideals that we consider our brothers. We are highly connected with many frats of many chapters in our college town. We are invited most if not all parties. We coerce with the frats and sorority girls with perfect social skills. We are the guys you would def give a bid if we rushed your frat. You’re probably wondering why don’t you just join the fucking frat ass-hat? Well here is the main detrimental obstacle in the way of our fraternity dreams. (Setting aside other stuff that hinders our ability to get in major colleges and rush.) Grades. We simply do not have the grades or minimal GPA to be accepted into the major college in that city. Weather it be Oxford, Athens, or College Station, we exist in ever college town and we’re all the same. Just as frats exist in every college town and all are basically the same, with the same goals at the end of the day. We spent high school partying, skipping class, and subsequently just not giving 2 shits about our grades. We didint listen to the motivational speaker that came and told everyone how important grades are. While he was talking we were definitely dicking around in some sort of manner. We went to class and made a C or B and your occasional A on all papers and assignments while of course never studying. So here comes graduation day and of course we are graduating, yeah no problem there. But while my well kept and insightful friend has 4 chords around his neck and is attending the major university of our state, I’m standing right behind slightly buzzed with nothing but a cap and gown on looking like a fucking trash bag. In the moment I didint care at all. Young, dumb, and looking as far as that weekend and not a day further. I grab my diploma, throw up some double birds and head to the house. So as I finish high school with my 3.0 GPA I’m ecstatic. I’m in the threes bro. The threes. Sounds good. But it’s kind of like looking at a new car and it saying $29,999 and your thinking “wow that’s in the twenty thousand range I can afford that.” Yeah well shit head, the fucking car is 30k and even more after Uncle Sam taxes on a few dollars. So I applied at UGA and didint get accepted while I was in high school and was optimistic about a “hardship” and being close with many alumni and having high class citizens make a few references and phone calls. So judgement day rolls around and I get the letter in the mail. Needless to say I didn’t get accepted. My heart sinks, I can literally feel the keg beer and cigarettes leave the taste of my mouth. The long blonde hair and ass cheeks leaving my hands. This was it. I wasn’t going to be able to rush and I wasn’t going to be in a frat. So I do what everyone who doesn’t get in to the major university does. I go to a smaller one which of course has zero Greek life but of course is only a few miles away from the campus I’ve grown so envious of.
Bet your thinking finally this dumb ass tabbed to a new paragraph. Yeah, another result of trying to finger bang the blonde while my Lit teacher was reading off a PowerPoint. (Always loved power points, lights off and it’s game time.) So considering half of my friends are all in every major frat I shake it off and think “hey free frat parties and sorority play without the hazing and fees.” Well I soon realize the hazing is needed and very detrimental to your success as a brother. And formals are also fucking awesome along with other things that I wont be attending. But I make the best of my situation as any American would do. I slide on the bar loafers and other appropriate attire and go down town with the bros. I have a good time don’t get me wrong. But I can’t help but feel out of the loop (well because I am) as we throw a few back and sport our superior pussy snatching skills.
I say all that to say this: I wish I was in a frat. I can’t seem to get my grades right so idk if it will happen but I’m going into my junior year so I guess I gotta shot at the spring with my connections. But living the life I have the past two years and it not being a bad one. What’s the major college frats view on my kind. Do yall have a fair amount of friends like me? I’ve had mixed responses outside of my friends. So it’s time to ask the toughest crowd in all of America. The TFM loyal commenters that religiously love giving their opinion on just about anything. I’ve noticed yall are a lot more positive on posts and comments that are directly fraternity related. Thought this is about as direct as it gets. Expecting any wide ranged answers positive or negative. We can take brutal honesty so what’s the verdict?