What is it about DST...?

[thelovelyone]

I'm not good at these things but I'll try to give it a shot...

From sixth grade until my freshman year of college I only knew about AKAs so I thought that I would get to college and follow in those pink and green footprints. A girl who I was kinda close to in high school crossed AKA and would always give me invites to their get-togethers, private parties and functions. I faithfully attended every event and while I thought they were nice girls, I just couldn't see myself as "one of them".

One night at a PJ party, the AKAs were doing a "get to know me" game when a small group of ladies quietly came in through a side door. Everyone had their eyes on the girls in pink and green and hardly noticed the newcomers but I couldn't stop staring at the ladies who had just entered the room carrying red bags with "triangles" on them. I didn't know who they were or what they were but something about them made me want to be a part of them.

When I got to my room I searched on FaceBook until I came across a page of one of those women. I learned the words Delta Sigma Theta and when I read 'em something in my heart told me that Delta is where I should be. I looked through her albums and saw pictures of her and her sisters in sweatpants and hairwraps while hammering away at walls and painting doors. After that I must've became something like a "Delta Stalker"! I watched what they did on campus, how they behaved and how they treated other students/workers on campus. During Christmas break I read In Search of Sisterhood and read all that I could about the history of this wonderful organization that I desperately want to be a part of.

One of the greatest disappointments that I've ever felt came at the Spring probate when I watched ladies cross over into Delta. I watched as the girls threw up pyramids and hooks and felt nothing but pure jealously. (I was also angry that none of them cried! I whispered to my friend "How can you stand there with a straight face and you've just became a part of something so great?!") Sweet Baby Jesus, when I got to my room that night I think I cried more than when I got my heart broke for the first time. After that night I promised myself that I would do everything I could to make my way into Delta. I wrote "FOCUS" in red marker on my mirror and said "Come Hell or hot water I WILL at least TRY to go through MIP before 2012."

I can't wait until I can get the chance to roll up my sleeves and dive deep into the world of Delta.