Growing up I never thought I would be the girl to join a sorority. To me being in a sorority was being Elle Woods or the girls in House Bunny - and that just isn't me. Yet here I am about to tell you how amazing I think Greek life is.

The media will tell you that Greek life is full of airhead sorority girls and dumb Frat boys who do dumb things. Yes, there are some members of the Greek community that are like that but we as a community are so much more than that.

We raise thousands of dollars through philanthropies every year. We give back to our communities in ways that other organizations can't. Most importantly we form bonds that will stay with us forever.

When I decided to go through recruitment in spring of my freshman year, I never thought I would find a group of women who always had my back no matter what.

When I joined my sorority I thought it was just like any other activity I was involved in on campus. I would attend the events, maybe make some friends and it would just become a part of my routine. I was so wrong.

Joining my chapter I became a part of something so much more than I am. I became a part of a group of women that will be true and constant friends throughout my entire life. Through this organization I have found some of my best friends and women I know will be with me for all the big moments to come in my life.

Going into my sophomore year of college I thought I knew what it meant to be in my chapter. I thought I understood that I had the backs of my sisters and they had mine. I didn’t.

It wasn’t until I needed someone to come with me to urgent care that I realized just how lucky I was to be a member of my sorority.

When I knew I had to go to urgent care I wasn’t alone. I had two amazing women that were there for me during the whole two and a half hour ordeal. They waited for me in the waiting area as I got my shoulder popped back into place. They waited for two and a half hours on a random Monday night when I know they had better things to do with their life.

I texted them when I was in the examination room that I couldn’t ever thank them enough for coming with me and making sure I wasn’t alone. Their response: “This is what we do.”

And it’s true. I know that if anyone of my 170 sisters texted, called, sent word via carrier pigeon that they needed help, I would be there. I know that if any of my sisters were in the same position I was in I would everything I could do to help.

It’s not only the two incredible women that came with me to urgent care that prove just how lucky I am to be a part of my sorority. It is also the other 20 women plus that texted, Snapchatted, Facebook messaged me to make sure that I was ok.

Being a part of a sorority means being a part of a sisterhood. And sisters always have each other’s backs even on a random Monday at 6 p.m. when they definitely have something better to be doing with their lives.