Sorry this is taking so long everyone; I just had my first day of school and was getting all settled into my new apartment. Glad you like my story.
Day 3: Skit day
As a semi-longtime lurker of Greek chat, I knew that the second round of cuts could be even worse than the first. The wait for our party schedules was unbearable. When the rho gamma handed me mine I opened it to find…
One party. At
Mr. Collins. Not even Elizabeth (which was “easier” to get into wanted me?) I was shocked. I could barely even register what I was feeling, maybe partly because I don’t like to cry in front of people. I asked my rho gammas what I should do, pretty sure that I would go to the party’s skit, but drop out of recruitment later on in the day. I was so prepared for recruitment, and had set myself up for this very situation to happen-until it did. I ended up calling my friend who was doing a church internship and drove to church in the morning, got some fast food, and dropped out of recruitment. I just could not “see” myself as a Mr. Collins. I had multiple pity parties and indulged in some retail therapy while my roommate and suitemates still had houses they liked. On pref day, my roommate got cut from the one she really wanted but soldiered on. She was a very sweet girl. One of my suitemates got cut from her legacy, Mary, and had Mr. Collins as well. She withdrew from recruitment.
Fast forward to bid day…I was in Target getting some last minute things for my new place, when I got a phone call. I have to admit that I was still holding out hope that some houses did not meet quota and would offer me a snap bid. However there was a record number of girls going through rush, so it was doubtful. I had my heart set on doing well in school and participating in spring rush. The girl on the phone introduced herself as the recruitment chair of…
Mr. Collins. They wanted me to come to their bid day! I was still really unsure, but decided to go. I met the girls but told them I would go home and think about it, and they were very understanding. Was this really the place for me? With the help of some of my rec letter ladies and my father, who helped me see past the recruitment bubble of top houses, pretty faces, and general fakeness, I went to Mr. Collin’s bid day party and formally accepted my bid. I am now a proud member of…
Mr. Collins, as known as...
Alpha Gamma Delta!!!!
My house is a little bit more laid back, but in reality so I am! They are the kind of people that are real and down to earth. And most importantly they chose me to share their sisterhood with. I will forever be grateful, and am falling more in love every day! I only wished now that I swallowed my pride and attending their skit and pref party and truly seen everything they had to offer. Guess I will have to wait for next year