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When I got my schedule for preference day, it looked like this:
1. Boom Boom Pow
I almost cried. I'm usually not a very outwardly emotional person, but it was just really hard for me to have every single one of my favorites drop me...and to have the one house I'd tried to drop invite me back. I tried to take this in stride, because I knew it probably meant that they really wanted me, but I still walked into the house feeling kind of numb.
When I got to the house, the girls sang a slow song instead of a door song, which was nice. The girl who rushed me was nice enough, but I just wasn't feeling a connection. They showed a nice sisterhood video and a few of the senior girls spoke, but I just wasn't feeling attached. I was about to cry, but mostly because I didn't know what to do. I wasn't sure whether or not I even wanted to go to ranking. I figured I could always drop out and try again next year, or even go for the sorority that was colonizing that year. After a few agonizing hours of deliberation, I decided to go ahead and sign a bid card. I thought that maybe I would warm up to the house during my pledge period, and if I didn't that I could drop.
At the end of the day, I ranked my one and only option left:
1. Boom Boom Pow
and I hoped to God that I wouldn't go bidless.
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