An Open Letter to The Girl Who Swore She Would Never Rush,

I just don’t fit that sorority girl mold.

Girl, I am right with you. I swore up and down for months that I would never do it. Not that I hated sororities but I just thought that I could never be the kind of person that they were or would want in their sorority. Besides, I am terribly uncoordinated with my arms and hate the color pink. Yet, here I am sitting on a gym floor with hundreds of other girls all nervously awaiting the next party that we will be going in to.

Even after meeting the first set of girls I can tell you one thing: I am so in love with what all Greek life has to offer.

Not going to lie, it is extremely intimidating to think about the fact that you are being judged in comparison to all these great girls around you. Also, every time that door opens and the cheering begins every part of me is screaming to run for the hills (in case you were wondering like I was, those Twitter videos about sororities cheering is not a joke). My feet just might be feeling like they are going to fall off at any second, but these heels are actually really cute.

In high school I was always the girl that had tons of guy friends and a very limited amount of friends that were girls, so coming into college I was so desperately hoping to find a good group of girls with the same values of me. I had always heard, and as most of you have, that you find most of your lifelong friends and future bridesmaids in college.

So this explains why now here I am sitting in a outfit that seems way to fancy for me as I smile till my cheeks hurt talking to a girl I do not know.

But let me tell you this, I am so glad that I made this decision. Even as awkward as most encounters with the girls of each sorority have been there is just something about walking into a room and feeling as if you belong there, even without always knowing why. Instead of the experience feeling as if it is an interview it feels as if you are having an everyday conversation. Then again there is times as well where you feel like “well this is really awkward” and that happens, but my life is filled with awkward experiences so this isn’t that too not normal.

All throughout this process I have seen how I can be stretched in ways I didn’t know. Also I learned that people can love you for who you are and you don’t have to be someone you are not. I mean, in preference night (which in case you are not sure about Greek terms like I was, it is the last night where you make your decision) individuals who you have already talked to get to decide whether they invite you back based on how you portrayed yourself and what they see in you. You get to sit with someone on that last night and hear them tell you how you are loved and how you are genuine and open minded and just they say all the right things that just take down your insecurities one by one. It is something that I will surely never forget.

All in all I am so glad I did this experience. Even through the tears and the long talk with my Rho Gam (who I need to give major props to because I don’t know how in the world she sort through all my complete confusion on the last night). I have now signed my name on the dotted line and I am so excited to find out tomorrow where my home will be.