Over the last week and a half, my life has been a whirlwind of emotions. Not because something bad happened, not because I am dramatic, and not even because I was excited to go home for Christmas. Two weekends ago, I started formal recruitment with Johnson and Wales University. As a legacy for Delta Zeta, I was apprehensive about the situation as a whole. Will I find my home? Will I get along with my potential sisters? Luckily, the answers to those questions are, in fact, yes.
My legacy is my twin sister. We are very close; we have been friends and roommates, but this year things became much different. Currently, I see her every three months instead of every day, and our schedules are basically opposite; therefore, we don't FaceTime or Skype often. In most cases, this is a set of twins' worst nightmare, and in the beginning, it was a total nightmare for me. However, my twin sister convinced me that a sorority might be exactly what I need.
I never saw myself as the sorority type to be honest with you. I consider myself a bad excuse for pop punk, not a preppy sorority girl, but I tried it out anyways. Rushing is really weird. The first two days consist of you walking into a room full of girls screaming chants at you and interviewing you about your life. It's kind of stressful because everything starts early in the morning, and you have to dress nice. Let me tell you, I didn't make it there on time probably three out of four days.
Sunday was preference rounds where I witnessed two beautiful rituals from two sororities on campus. Though I cannot discuss what those rituals entailed, I can say that they were both beautiful and put on by lovely ladies. The ritual round is where I really made my decision.
I went into Delta Zeta first, and I spoke to a girl named Hannah. She is short with long, dark hair. She came off as really shy at first, but as we talked I watched her come out of her shell. The more she spoke to me, the more I could see my own twin sister in all of these girls.
The second sorority I visited was Delta Phi Epsilon. This sorority is full of beautiful girls with hearts for body positivity. What went through my head while in that room was honestly one of the hardest decisions of my entire college career. Throughout their entire ritual, I battled with whether or not I should choose DZ or DPhiE. At one point, I had to remind myself that I do not need to be a DZ just because my sister is, but at the same time, I needed to find where I belonged. Narrowing it down to only two organizations, was a difficult decision, but picking only one org, was much, much harder.
On bid day, I was more than happy to accept my bid for Delta Zeta; furthermore, I was even happier to watch my best friend run home to Delta Phi Epsilon. Today, I feel closer to my sister than I ever could before 13 hours away from her, and my new sisters are a wonderful addition to my life. I wouldn't want to start off 2017 any other way.
