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OH.MY.GAWD.
I could not imagine in my wildest dreams, being around these women, spending the night several times in the house, having pretty much everyone know me, making it all the way to the night before pref and getting cut. I know that recruitment is recruitment, yadda yadda yadda, but if she wasn't super snotty or ultra rude or something like that (and you don't make it seem like she is at least). I mean, I know no group is obligated to take ANYBODY, but that is the ulltimate in cruel. There were no signs to her the people didn't "feel" her or anything. I mean, I know you will never know exactly why but...OMG, I...I don't even know what to make of that one. I would have probably had to see a counselor for that. That just seems like the ultimate "b*tch" slap upside the head.
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I am not my hair. I am not this skin . I am the soul that lives within.
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