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Day 4
Sisterhood
My friends and I did some major tent talking after last night. I know its bad, but it is very hard to avoid. All three were against me even looking at Huskies though only Chicago had returned for a second look. Two still disliked Beavers, but all four of us had returned. All of us returned to Cougars.
I had four invites that day
Not horrible, but Wildcats cut me. I was disappointed, but still tried to be excited.
Huskies: Now I loved this house, but did I love Beavers or Ducks more? With doubt in my head, I went inside. The evening started with a skit. The skit wasn’t horrible, but it wasn’t great. I barely remember what it was about. I was also having trouble paying attention because all my friend’s voices were going through my head. A sister, whom I had not met before picked me up. She seemed nice, but we really didn’t click. There were a lot of awkward silences. I feel like I could have tried harder to connect.
Cougars: Their skit was very creative. I loved the idea and the skit, but a few hinted at stereotypes of other sororities. They didn’t name any outright, but I was able to guess.
I know there are stereotypes and I know that some may be true. The idea of putting a group of girls in one category… well a little piece of me dies at the thought. I think I have decided that I dislike this house. I really feel like I do not fit and I do not feel comfortable, especially with the skit. I know that the skit actually sold a lot of the girls to the house.
Ducks: I was feeling so good when I walked in. A lovely unfamiliar girl picked me and another girl up. We grabbed M&Ms and a Shirley Temple and sat down. I felt at home and very relaxed. The calm turned out to be the eye of the hurricane. The other girl opened her mouth and the storm hit. While I love where I am from, it is not considered a hotspot to travel like SF, NYC, Chicago etc. My hometown is great, but not that big of a tourist destination. So when the other PNM opens her mouth and says “I’m from California. I love this sorority. I am from this town and I want to be here horribly.” (or something of those lines) One would think “okay a little much” until the sister says “OMG I live a half hour from there! It’s my favorite spot! Where did you go to high school?!?!?!” Their conversation lasted the entire time and while I talked to the other sisters that walked over, none bumped or stayed around for very long. What was worse was I loved their skit. It was based off of one of my favorite movies. I was so disappointed and I know this was the last night at the Ducks.
Beavers: Feeling a little defeated, I walked to Beavers. I didn’t like Cougars. I lost Ducks and possibly Huskies. NO way will I lose Beavers too! I jumped a little bit, shook my head, put some lip gloss on and walked in with a smile on my face. I was picked up and was solo again. I loved the first girl I was with. The second girl and I stared at each other for a while before we actually recognized each other. We had been part of a show a little while back, though we worked on different parts of the show. I ended up feeling so great about myself when I left that I couldn’t believe it.
I finally got to cut one, which was Cougars. I know it probably didn’t really matter who I cut because I will probably be cut from Ducks and Huskies.
Tomorrow will be a long day.
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Hybrid Mode
