By this time tomorrow, y’all will have flipped over your bid cards and found that you’ve gotten a bid. By this time tomorrow, you will be on a front lawn surrounded by over 200 of your new best friends. By this time tomorrow, you will see the results of a summer’s worth of planning, crafting, and practicing. By this time tomorrow, you will be welcomed home.
I’m sure at the beginning of this long, stressful, and honestly extremely emotional week, you went into recruitment with similar thoughts as everyone else. What if they don’t like me? What if they don’t think I’m pretty enough? What if I don’t get a bid anywhere? You probably assumed that rush was going to be like everything you’ve seen in movies: girls with perfectly coifed hair and flawless makeup chanting semi-cultish songs at you while low key judging whether or not you’d be a valuable member of their chapter. You probably assumed that every conversation you had during the rounds was forced or fake. You probably made assumptions about certain sororities based off what you have heard, without even speaking to a member inside. But as the week painstakingly stretched on, inching closer and closer to bid day, your assumptions probably changed.
You most likely learned that sorority girls are not Devils hiding behind a M.A.C. Mask, and that their sole purpose in life is not actually to ruin yours. You most likely learned that not getting called back to the house you thought you would pref may be the best thing that ever happened to you. You most likely learned, after several genuine conversations throughout the rounds, that it’s going to be hard to decide which house is going to take that number one slot on pref day. And most importantly, you most likely learned that the sorority recruitment process is NOT what you see in movies.
My sweet, sweet incoming bebes: we all know what it’s like to be in your shoes. We all waited those agonizing hours the night before bid day, praying our gamma chi’s didn’t call to tell us we’ve been released from recruitment (aka no bid). We all stood there in the three dead silent seconds after we flipped our bid cards over. We were all there when the shouts and screams erupted throughout the auditorium as girls dashed to the bus to take them to BID DAY!!!! We all ran off the bus and into the welcoming arms of our new sisters.
For those of you who know me, I am the least preppy, least “sorority” girl you know. I was never one who thought I would be standing on a stair case on pref day, waiting to claim a girl and convince her why she should want to join SK. I never thought I would be tearing up as I read her my letter reminiscing on the amazing memories I made in a short year in SK. I never thought I would be sitting here, the night before bid day, anxiously awaiting tomorrow when we can finally welcome our new babes home!
I knew being in a sorority would mean instant friends, sisterhood, secret handshakes and codes n whatnot. But little did I know that a sorority was so much more than that. It was a place that made a school with almost 28,000 students manageable. It was a place where I found the people who will drive 20 minutes out of the way to go to Starbucks because I was crashing. It was a place full of people who would do nearly anything to make your day better . It was a place full of mentors, friends, and most of all, a family. I have never been more proud of a group of girls. There is something so amazing about women empowering women. Within Sigma Kappa, I have found the most genuine, different girls that support and embrace individuality instead of being a sorority full of the same “type” of girl.
“For beautiful eyes, look for the good in everyone. For beautiful lips, speak only words of kindness; and for poise, walk with the knowledge that you are never alone” -Audrey Hepburn. To my sisters: thank you for making me feel welcome and giving me a home away from home. Thank you for supporting me through thick and thin. Thank you for helping me grow into the person I am today and for teaching me that change is good. Where ever y’all end up tomorrow, I hope you find the love, support, and sisterhood that I found when I got off the bus a year ago today. I hope you find your lifelong friends, amazing mentors, and a group of girls that empower and support you. I hope you find that you are never alone in this great big world.
To PC’16, Welcome Home 🙂