Because the passage of 25 years makes you much wiser...
(We are not going to say "older." No we're not!)
What I know now that I didn’t know then, even though I was a really smug 18 year old who thought she knew everything:- I went prepared for a really competitive rush, and instead had one that wasn’t overly competitive. All those girls who didn’t have recs somehow managed to join sororities.
- The pretty red head who introduced herself at the first meet and greet knew exactly who I was when she walked up. The chapter had been studying recs for over a month.
- That I felt so welcome and felt I was a shoe-in at the group where I ended up was due to their excellent rush skills. I could have just as easily felt this way and had my heart broken, and wouldn’t have taken it well because I wasn’t as open-minded as I should have been.
- I would have been just as happy being a member Valley Girl, St. Elmo’s Fire, or Pretty in Pink instead. I made great friends in all the groups, and found that there were really terrific people in every chapter. I just didn’t meet them during rush.
- I didn’t transfer to Big State U, and stayed at Small Private School for the remainder of my college career. High School boyfriend and I broke up by Thanksgiving. Best friend and I are still best friends, although we live in two different states, both far away from Big State U. Even if we hadn’t joined the same sorority, this would probably still be the case, though having that bond does make buying birthday and Christmas presents even more fun. And thanks to Facebook, we are in contact weekly.
- Pink and grey worn together is not as fabulous as I once thought.
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