The number one question I get is, "What's it like?" followed by a series of more questions––people ask if I feel I'm the "chosen one" because of certain skills or if I'm really comfortable with being the only one.

The honest answer to that: yes, I'm quite content, and I love it. I don't really feel targeted or uncomfortable, and I never feel like anyone looks at me any different way because of my skin color. Do I ever crack jokes when hairstyles are being mentioned for a certain event and I have to send the friendly reminder that "Erin's hair doesn't get teased, flat ironed, or wand curled?" Yep, of course I do. Every situation that I would have to alter to tend to my own style is always taken lightheartedly. I, for one, am a person who loves to stand out––in good ways, of course. And It isn't really truly me if I'm doing, looking, and liking what everyone else does.

Now, don't get me wrong. I'm not saying it's a bad thing to have the same styles and interests, but I personally want to be the one people come to when they want to learn and experience something new. You like Taylor Swift? Cool, but have you heard of Childish Gambino? You only eat normal lunch meat sandwiches? Why not add some chips on it for a nice crunch? See, that's what I like to be here for––to be my sisters' go-to for anything new, innovative, and completely random.

Here's one question I get a lot that I'd like to address, however. "Why didn't you join the black sorority?" Well, to reiterate, I wouldn't stand out, and I'm not really one for blending in and becoming just another number. I want to be known and seen. That being said though, that is not the main reason.

At our school there are 4 sororities total. 3 being Panhellenic (the predominately white ones) and 1 being Pan-Hellenic (the only black one). Now because of the Panhellenic sororities out numbering the Pan-Hellenic sorority, they end up being those that are more well known and are more developed when it comes to outreach in the community. Which came to my decision to go after the sororities during fall recruitment that were more involved so that I could indulge in the full experience.

Last thing: whenever I'm asked "Do you wish you joined a different sorority, black or white, if you had the chance?" Let's get the record straight now. I'd never, ever, in a million years trade or give up my sisters for anyone else. No ifs, ands or buts about it. They accept me, I accept them, we all love each other, and, most importantly, I'm happy. And that's that.