Had so much to do again. Oh, college! What a joy!
PREFERENCE!
I woke the next day with an anxious mind. Would they want me, too? When it was time to meet back in the auditorium, my nerves intensified. My rho gamma passed out our schedules and my eyes took in the words greedily.
1.Full House.
2.Boy Meets World
Was this a mistake? Was it possible that I had gotten both chapters that I wanted? I was overjoyed! Unfortunately, some other girls weren't as pleased. One girl declared that she was “pissed” due to her favorite chapter dropping her and being invited back to her least favorite sorority. I told her that they liked her for a reason and to give them a chance. Other girls tried to encourage her to do the same. She went to the rho gamma ranting about how mad she was. I was embarrassed for her and hoped that the rho gamma wasn't part of that sorority.
I was so excited for
Full House's preference. They sang a cute song and handed us a flower as we walked in. I was paired with the philanthropy chair who shared the same major as me. We had an easy conversation and it didn't feel awkward at all. I met other girls as well and a few girls from before said they were excited to see me back.
When it was time for Full House's ritual, we gathered into a smaller room and formed a circle. I was next to the philanthropy chair that I had been paired with and also a girl that I talked with a night or two before. She remembered me which surprised me since she must have seen a lot of faces over the last few days. It was a sweet ritual and involved girls sharing Full House stories. One girl had gone through two family deaths and one friend death and it was only her Full House sisters who were able to help her through the tough time. During this, the sisters began to cry. I couldn't help it and cried as well. Full House had changed these girls' lives and made such an impact on them. I didn't think that I could have understood it before this weekend. I knew that I didn't understand it completely because I hadn't experienced it. Still, I wanted to be able to call these girls my sisters.
When the ritual ended, the party began again. Both my active (the philanthropy chair) and I were wiping tears from my eyes. Luckily, we were both criers and didn't laugh at the other. I met a few more girls that I really liked talking with.
The party came to an end and I didn't want to leave. It had gone by so fast. Could it really be over?!
The next party was
Boy Meets World. There was a horrible incident before the party where a girl had a seizure. We were all shaken after it. A Boy Meets World turned out to be a EMT so she came out to sit with the girl while the rho gammas called an ambulance. We later found out that she was okay and were all very relieved.
The party was tense at first due to the incident but eventually things became less worried. I got along with the Boy Meets World sisters that I met and spoke with a few that I had on nights before. These girls were very sweet and likeable. Still, I didn't feel that connection. These girls were more of friends than sisters.
I left knowing where I wanted to be. I had met so many amazing women over the weekend- both sorority sisters and fellow PNMs. When I sat down to sign my preference card, I knew in my heart the ranking automatically. Still, I waited a few moments to really sift through my thoughts. With a sure mind and heart, I ranked the parties.
1.Full House
2.Boy Meets World
I kept remembering thinking of how
Full House wore a certain color during preference and
Boy Meets World wore another. While I was at
Boy Meets World, I kept thinking of wanting to wear
Full House's color. I had loved every single woman at
Full House. I would be honored to join any of the four wonderful sororities on my campus but only now had the choice of two. I knew that both had amazing women but I was hoping for
Full House more than anything. I was praying to open my bid and see the letters of
Full House, extending me a bid to their sisterhood which I had grown to love over the last few days. I only hoped that
Full House felt the same way as I did. It was going to be a long day before we received our bids. I could hardly stand the wait.
Next up: Bid Night!