Thursday, February 5, 2009

Letting My True Colors Show


So after months and months of speculation, Alpha Epsilon Pi, the predominant Jewish fraternity is making its' return to the University of Miami. I've always wanted to join a fraternity and Alpha Epsilon Pi had always been my first choice, had plans of rushing in Spring 2008 at Maryland, had I not done things on impulse, I'd most likely be brother of the University of Maryland Alpha Epsilon Pi chapter and still pursuing my studies at the Smith School of Business. My father was a brother of AEPi at the University of Tennessee but then transferred to Boston University and did not go thru the Greek route during that transition. I've always been enriched in my religious roots, it was a little hard for me growing up in a reform household because I was the only one of three Jewish children who wanted to have a full three-hour Passover seder, but I was lucky to get my older brother, Evan, and my dad to allow me to say the Four Questions as I was the youngest child. Ever since I became a student at Miami, observing Shabbat on a weekly schedule has become a lifestyle. This past summer I had the opportunity to make the journey over to Eretz Israel and it was truly one of the most educational and inspirational trips that I've taken in my whole entire 20 years of living. Seeing the mountains that Hashem himself created with my own eyes was like eating ice cream for the first time. Visiting the Kotel and placing prayer scrolls in the crevices did not seem real. The trip was all dream to me, but the concept of living life is a dream in my own eyes. There's just a warmth and feeling of genuity with the Jewish religion that allows me to create such strong bonds with my fathers and sons. I'm hoping AEPi develops into a strong family of brothers, brothers who could live their lifes through the good and bad and still remain blood thick in the end. May we bleed blue and yellow forever and ever, until the last drops of our spiritual fluids enlight the world.

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

The Remedies of Life


Finally! After five days of poisoning myself with Azithromycin, a ill-tasting, pink solution, amongst other normal medications (Benadryl, Tylenol, Robitussin, cough drops, etc.), I am beginning to feel like the million-dollar man again. Not just physically either, I'm feeling spiritually refined. These next two months are so jammed pack that I will no longer have time to ponder about the queries of life. With the colonization of Alpha Epsilon Pi on Friday, Sportfests on Saturday and Sunday, Jewish convention in New Jersey next week, Miami Heat-Philly 76'ers game... and then by the time I know it, it will be Spring Break, and I'll be rebelling against the legalities of society, participating in underage drinking games and jerking myself around the floor, a little activity known as "dancing". My weekends are transforming from days of boredom and depression into ones filled with excitement and meaning. Although, I'm not satisfied that my weekends are not mirroring my memories of College Park, I've been taking care of that and we shall see how everything maps out in these next couple of months. Now, I'm kind of behind in some classes so I'll have to spend these next couple of days at the library, feeding my brain with loads and loads of crap about the government, accounting principles, and god knows what else. As long as I can pull off another legit index for this semester and maintain my stellar cumulative average, we'll be good! Also, I'm busy planning St. Baldrick's Day. Yep!, I think I may've finally knocked some sense into the student body at Miami, but I'm still looking for guinea pigs to shave their heads, so if you're not an insecure Miami jock, then get at me and shave my head for a good cause. Who knows, you may even save a life in the process. On top of all this Miami business, I still have to finish my essays for certain applications, DON'T ASK because I'm not saying a word what they are for, but you may find out in the near future. I'm going to poison myself once more with that pink crap.