My sorority has given me lots of great things: a great place to live, a chance to be a part of something bigger than myself, and a chance to lead these like-minded ladies towards greater success. But I don't think any of that compares to the best thing it has given me: a big sister that I get to call my best friend.

Don't get me wrong: I have a really cool biological big sister that I love and adore. But she didn't end up going Greek, so I was all alone in this huge house full of women I was suppose to call my "sisters."

Everyone seemed nice, but I didn't really click with anyone for the first couple of weeks of accepting my bid. I was trying to get used to this whole "college" thing, on top of trying to navigate the crazy world that is sorority life. I was feeling a bit lonely and lost. Luckily, by the time I was thinking about giving up and dropping out, we were getting assigned buddies to help us narrow the search down for our "big/little pairings."

Yay! I get a built-in-best friend now, right? I had a lot riding on this. My first couple of buddies were definitely nice and they were good people, but like everyone else, we didn't really click at first. I couldn't fathom trying to narrow down my search to find the perfect big.

But I thought I met enough people to create a decent list of potential bigs. Little did I know, I had one last buddy before our big reveal.

I met my (future) big after one of our new member meetings and she seemed nice enough. She was quiet, and I'm not a quiet person, so my initial thoughts were the same as always: she's cool, just not my person.

But that changed just a bit once we got into her car, when she let me DJ when we went to Sonic. So I was casually looking (and judging) what music was on her phone, and I saw that she had One Direction on there. If you know me, I have been a crazy fan of them for about 5 years now, so I definitely lost it. Then we did not stop talking about them until she dropped me off at my dorm.

She definitely had some potential, but I already turned in my list! So I did not think much of it and decided to leave my fate up to the gods (i.e., our new member directors).

The gods definitely answered my prayers because I could tell that I got her through my hints with all my presents leading up to reveal. She did throw me off a bit when she said that she figure skated competitively for 4 years, but her hints got easier as the week went on.

Reveal happened, and I was content and relieved. But now I had to make this person my best friend in a matter of minutes, right? The best way I knew how to get her to hang out with me was to bum rides off her. For everything. (I'm still paying her back for all those rides).

I also started going over to the house during the week to print off notes for one of my classes and we would just chill in one of the living rooms and just talk. She would say things that I thought came out of my mouth because we are so similar. Those moments helped me realize "yeah, she's the one."

She also let me sleep in her twin bunk bed with her when it was too late for me to go home back to my dorm room. If that's not love, I don't know what is.

Now there is not a day I go without texting her about something super dumb in my life, and vice versa. So I say thank you, Big, for never leaving my side (even though I didn't put you on my big/little list). Thank you for taking a chance on this rowdy girl who sings about everything she does (even if you hate singing).Thanks for giving me all my reaction pictures and just sending them right back to you. I cannot thank you enough for everything you do for me. Never stop mom-ing me, please.