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Preference Night
I was tired and I wanted rush over with. Although I felt like I knew what my schedule would be, it still hurt to only see two. Yeah that’s right, Beavers and Cougars. I shook it off remembering I could still have a bid to Beavers and that’s all I needed. I was ready to go
Beavers: A girl whom I had apparently talked to the first day picked me up. I didn’t remember her at all, but looking back at the notes I think she was the second sister I met. She was really pretty and seemed nice. We went up to her room and she gave me a letter. The letter was really cool, telling me how I had been her first “rushee” and that she had been thinking of me all week. We had started to talk about random things, but nothing about the sorority. Eventually we started talking about boyfriends (there was a picture on the desk). She said her boyfriend was an independent and totally unsupportive of her being in Greek life. I was really sad about that especially since mine had been supportive. We moved onto a different topic rather quickly. She was the president of an interest fraternity as well. SF had tried to join but was not accepted. I kind of stuck my foot in my mouth, talking of how we handled her rejection with cookies and kind of played the whole thing off, not intentionally, but it was like a snowball down a mountain it just gets bigger until it takes out the ski lodge. I think that left a sour taste in her mouth. We went downstairs for the ceremony. It was beautiful and I wanted to cry, I really did, but I couldn’t get a tear out. I still left saying that I wanted to come back.
Cougars: I had tried all week to be open-minded and I hoped that one day it might change. I could not see myself fitting in here. The girl who picked me up was someone I had not met. She had done informal recruitment and had only been part of the chapter for a few months. She didn’t have much to say, although I could tell she cared a lot about her chapter. The ceremony was really sweet, but to say I was feeling out of place would be an understatement. I could tell that some of the PNMs really were moved. I wanted to be moved. I couldn’t feel anything.
We returned to the lecture hall in silence. The groups split up and sat in different halls to complete our final ranking. I felt like I was sitting on hot coals. Could I really only put down one house? I could not put down Cougars. I felt horrible. I had tried all week and I could not see myself in that house.
I only wrote Beavers.
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