Small School Recruitment

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Pref came around and I opened my mailbox to...1 invite. Was I sad? Maybe. Was I still surprised that I had gotten an invite at all? Definitely!

I remember wearing a very cute dress with a shrug and that it was COLD. Boarded the bus to take my group to the appointed destination and I stepped out, in heels of course, in front of a very nice home (an alumna's) with a limo out front. Yeah, you heard me right--there was a limo out front!

The girls of this GLO lined the porch (oh! wait, I might have just given away my locale), holding candles and singing a song I actually knew very well, despite word changes, because of my Girl Scouting days (I'm positive someone will have figured out what GLO I am talking about by that reference). We were led in and taken by the arm by the elegantly clad ladies lining the stairwell inside. I was paired with a girl I did not know, but who happened to be one of my friends in this organization's Big. We had a lovely conversation and the speeches were nice. Frankly, I was so nervous, I've blocked out much of the night! We were given a special item at the beginning of the night and we were asked to leave them behind for us to (hopefully) return to collect on Bid Day. I boarded the bus back to campus and spent the night fretting and freaking out. Would I get a bid? Would they want me? Was I good enough?