If you have any siblings, you know they can be both your best friend and your worst enemy.

Siblings are there through all the good and all the bad. You are stuck with them, yet you are blessed with them. I have two siblings of my own, an older sister and a younger brother. Any other middle children out there? Whoop whoop, middle children! But aside from the stereotypical middle child jokes and such, being the second born isn't actually so bad. It means I never have to be the first one to do anything, nor the last. It actually makes life a lot easier.

Growing up, I always had my older sister to experience school, sports, etc. before I did. She learned the ropes and shortly after, taught them to me. I never had to worry about the stress of figuring out a new school, where classes were, how to do a science fair project, what it's like joining a club or a sports team, and more. Fortunately, we were always involved in the same things.

Now, I'm not exactly sure if that was just a coincidence or the annoying little sister in me always wanting to do exactly what my big sister did. Either way, it seemed to work out well for me. However, I did not do everything exactly the same as my sister.

Once I entered high school, we were still in a lot of the same clubs, activities, and sports. I did pay some of my own ways, though, joining some other things in which she was not involved. Not to mention, when I was a freshman in high school, she was a senior.

So in addition to helping me get accustomed and showing me the ropes, it was also neat getting the opportunity to experience these things with her. It was a cool and unique experience being able to spend time with her not only as my sister, but also as my teammate in the sports we played together. Aside from sharing these experiences with her, I also felt like a "cool" freshman because I knew all of my sister's senior friends. I know this sounds silly, but as a little freshman, this seemed to help me feel much more comfortable in the scary new high school.

Eventually, it came time for my sister to graduate, and I was on my own. She was to move onto Purdue University, and I was to stay at Jasper High School.

However, this wasn't so bad. By sophomore year, I was used to everything and felt comfortable on my own. I could now hold my own ground. Knowing I would soon head to college myself, seeing all of her new and exciting experiences got me psyched for the future. I was able to see and hear about all of the thrilling things that came with the "college experience": football games, tailgating, sorority life, formals, etc.

Senior year came around in the blink of an eye, and it was suddenly my turn to choose a school to attend. Although I had seen my sister's amazing experiences at Purdue, I had slightly convinced myself that I did not want to also attend Purdue.

I had been a Purdue fan my entire life, my father attended Purdue, along with most of his siblings, I had several cousins attend Purdue, and now my sister attended Purdue. In my mind, I thought I wanted to do "my own thing", something different from the rest of my family. I had looked at other schools, along with Purdue, and was faced with a very tough decision on where to spend the next four years of my life.

Eventually, I did come to the decision to attend come to Purdue University. As much as I formerly wanted to pave my own path, my negative attitude had evolved into positive.

I was suddenly excited to share this experience with my sister. After having been apart for three years and getting to experience different ways of life, I was pumped to get to experience something together once again. It just so happens that I not only came to the same school as her, but I also lived in the same dorm she lived in and joined the same sorority she joined.

Now, you may be thinking that following in her footsteps so much may seem dull, redundant, and the "easy way." Though this did make things considerably easier for me, as it did in high school, sharing these aspects of college was actually an amazing experience I which I am extremely grateful.

Having the opportunity to spend time together here at Purdue has allowed our relationship to grow closer than ever before. I think a vital part of this growth was the fact that we were here together without our parents.

My first semester at Purdue, I was very homesick and going through a hard time. It was such as blessing for me to be able to turn to my sister who was right here for me, acting as a crutch and support. I am also extremely grateful to be able to share the sisterhood of our sorority, TriDelta.

Our sorority has allowed us to spend time together and to share something that we are both passionate about. I think it is so special and unique that we are not only biological sisters, but also share sisterhood through TriDelta. We have also had the opportunity to grow together in our relationships with Christ, through our TriDelta bible study and attending church together on Sundays.

Yes, I shared nearly everything with my sister my whole life. Yes, I followed my sister to college. Do I regret any of it? No way. Following and sharing things with the people you love is not a bad thing.

This does not mean you do not have your own identity or do not pave your own path.

This simply means you get to share special life experiences, big or small. I will never forget some of the opportunities and experiences I have shared with my sister, especially in this chapter of our lives here at Purdue. And that I am forever thankful for.