On the outside, one might think I'm a basic sorority girl. I wear my letters almost every day (mainly because they're on all of my comfiest sweatshirts), I live with four of my sorority sisters, and I'll admit, I talk about my sorority enough. Being in a sorority is so much bigger than all of that though, and I realized that after going through recruitment.

When I joined my sorority freshman year of college, I couldn't wait to update my Instagram bio, post bid-day pictures, and find out who my big was. I loved the whole "being in a sorority" concept, and trust me, I still do; but now, I have different reasons, bigger reasons.

When you spend an entire weekend with a group of gals, it's almost impossible not to get closer, but when your main goal is to lift each other up and have real conversations, conversations surrounding values, there is an instant feeling of sisterhood, sorry that sounded so cheesy.

Yes, there were days where the lack of sleep I was getting hit me, hard. Thank the caffeine gods that I love coffee. There were days where all the chants and cheering made me sound like a teenage boy going through puberty. And there were days when all I wanted to do was to crawl in my bed and stay there all day, but the experience was worth it, trust me.

I learned that laughing is the best stress-reliever, especially when you can laugh at yourself. I learned the beauty of candid pictures with your sisters, and the ones where you're all cracking up are usually the best. I learned that walking in heels gracefully for seven hours is physically impossible, and that tripping in your heels is far more common than I thought. I learned that when one person cries, it's pretty likely others will too, especially when you're as emotional as I am.

I learned how fulfilling Domino's veggie pizza is, especially when you're eating it on the floor at 10 p.m. with some of your sisters, who are also your roommates. I realized that wiping out in the Starbucks parking lot at 7 a.m. because of your lack of sleep (and the icy roads, I'm not that clumsy) actually creates a pretty hilarious story.

Lastly, I realized that college may only be four years, and it may go way too fast, but the friendships that are created within these four years, the sisterhood that is built, is lasting. We're growing up, but as we're doing so, we're constantly learning things about ourselves, our personal values and the values we are drawn too. We're finding our people, the people that let you cry when you need to, the ones that let you make a fool of yourself, and the ones you are proud to call your sisters.