September 2, 2014

Dear Diary,

today I decided to rush a Fraternity at my University to have killer weekends with the brothers, and most importantly, the ladies.

September 7, 2014

Dear Diary,

rush week was wicked fun. I got to meet and greet some cool upperclassmen, and even scored some alc and bud connections.

September 14th, 2014

Dear Diary,

I GOT A BID FOR THE FRATERNITY! Now my desire to buy a Vineyard Vines vest and new Sperrys is justified.

September 21, 2014

Dear Diary,

The first pledge night didn’t go as planned. Actually, it was a disaster. A brother chugged half a bottle of a 1.75L Svedka bottle and then passed it to me and started screaming at me to “finish it pussy!” I never experimented with vodka before, so I puked all over my new Sperrys.

September 28th, 2014

Dear Diary,

pledge night number two was yet another interesting surprise. Tonight, me and the twenty nine other pledges were told to strip down into our boxers and go into the cold, unfinished, concrete floored, pitch black basement and wait there for further instructions. I didn’t expect that I’d be sleeping there tonight, but I guess this is what it takes to become a brother, and party with the sorority girls.

September 29th, 2014

Dear Diary,

I think I’m coming down with a cold from sleeping on the concrete floor in my boxers. Actually I didn’t really sleep because we were spanked with crew paddles every few hours. And I lost my sperrys. Oh well.

October 6, 2014

Dear Diary,

believe it or not, pledge night number three was worse than the second night. Tonight we had to drink Pabst from a beer funnel flowing down our fellow pledge brothers ass cracks until we couldn’t handle it anymore. We were being timed. Luckily, I survived a few seconds longer than another pledge, who was asked to leave for coming in last place.

October 7, 2014

Dear Diary,

today I threw up four times so far and it’s only 2:00pm. I keep getting disturbing flashbacks from last night and my stomach feels nauseous. I won’t give up though, there’s only a few pledge nights left and I’m too far in to quit now. How much worse could it possibly get?


October 14, 2014

Dear Diary,

pledge night number four was the worst experience of my life. The brothers had us pull out our phones and show us the four hottest girls we were friends with on Facebook. I knew of some really bangin girls from my High School so I thought I’d for sure impress the brothers and earn some of their respect. Turns out the brother’s didn’t care about the girls attractiveness, because we were forced to inbox message the four girls we selected that “we were curious if kinky sex could happen in the near future.” God, I wish I had known this was coming. I totally tarnished any possible chance I could have had with these girls. Oh well, I’m sure the sorority girls we’re going to party with will be just as hot!

October 19, 2014

Dear Diary,

rumors are surfacing among the fellow pledges that we’re actually no where near the end of pledging and quite possibly could have just been getting warmed up. I’m really contemplating dropping the whole idea of becoming a frat bro, because it’s starting to affect my school work. I didn’t think becoming a brother would be this intense.

October 26, 2014

Dear Diary,

It’s pledge night number five and the brothers want us to assign ourselves a pledge class President, Vice President, Secretary, Damage Control Head, and Party Chair. I offered a speech for each position and didn’t come close to being elected for any of the positions. I’m not sure if the pledges like me or my Sperrys at all.

October 31, 2014

Dear Diary,

it’s halloween night at the house and there’s some negative rumors going around that girls won’t even be at the house tonight. I’m not happy about this, but I know sticking with the Brothers will pay off once this is all over.


November 1, 2014

Dear Diary,

Halloween absolutely sucked, and I don’t think I’m going further with this whole pledging process. I’m going to call the Hegemon in the morning and tell him I can’t make the commitment.

November 2, 2014

Dear Diary,

The Hegemon got back to me and called me a straight up pussy. I can’t believe this. I feel like this commitment was an utter waste of time, and I could have made some real friends outside of the Greek community instead of building up an inflated ego for nothing. I’m really pissed. All I wanted was to party with the sorority girls in my Sperrys.