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So, if you couldn’t have guessed it by now, pref night rolled around and I got my list. Belle was on it, but Mulan was not. Instead, Tiana was where I’d be preffing. I was really upset, and I cried a little to my Pi Chi. She confessed that she knew I hadn’t actually had my “moment” at Mulan. I thought I had, and I thought it was perfect for me, but obviously it wasn’t if they didn’t want me. Looking back, getting cut from Mulan was the best thing that could have happened to me. I hadn’t actually found my home like I thought I had; my Pi Chi was right about that. So many other girls in my group had and I was desperate to believe that I had too, but looking back, I know I hadn’t. I’m grateful to have been cut because had I preffed at Mulan, I wouldn’t have given the other sorority a second thought, no matter how I felt about it. Because I got cut, I was able to look at Tiana and Belle with fresh eyes and truly find my home.
Thinking about my list, I had an idea of where I’d end up. I went to the Tiana party, and knew it wasn’t for me. Some girls were crying and all of the older sisters were as they talked about what the sorority meant to them, but I wasn’t. I knew where I belonged and it wasn’t there.
Going to the Belle party, I was pretty sure this was it. As soon as I entered the house and was greeted by the same girl who had been rushing me all week, it was confirmed for me. I had that “this is it moment”. I felt so comfortable and so at home and I did get a little teary eyed at the stories the older sisters told. This was from laughter because they had some truly hilarious tales of sorority life. Belle was the one for me all along, it just took getting rid of my Mulan blinders to see that.
I had no trouble filling out my pref card and my Pi Chi had a smile a mile wide when I told her I’d found it at Belle. I was crying when I told her because I was so happy.
Bid day rolled around and I was a nervous wreck. I knew there was no way in my heart I could accept a bid from anywhere other than Belle. It turns out my Pi Chi is a Belle, and I was thrilled when I found out. She gave me a huge wink as she took off her Pi Chi jersey to reveal the Belle shirt underneath. I hoped that was a good sign. She started handing out t shirts and bid cards with the letters facing the ground and behind our backs. I peeked a little to see the color, but it was neutral and told me nothing. I’d been praying for one in Belle’s color. As soon as she told us to open them, girls were squealing and crying. I jumped for joy when I saw the Belle name on the shirt I’d been given. My Pi Chi took my hand and sprinted with me to her-our-sisters, and I ran right into the arms of the girl who’d been rushing me all week. “Welcome home, rush crush!!” she said. And she was right. I was home.
And for all those curious, Belle is...
Kappa Kappa Gamma!! (if my username didn't already give it away)
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Mom again: I have very little to add. I was happy and relieved to have the process over! There were still some “bumps” in the road as she really concentrated on whether sorority life was for her-the stress of rush and starting classes had not really left her with much time for reflection. In many ways, I feel like rushing second semester would help girls figure that out before rush. Although, her twin brother is at a school with deferred rush and he has told us horror stories about what some of his female friends have experienced this fall. He is at a small school where almost everyone knows everyone, so missteps are hard to hide. I’m honestly not sure which system is better-both have pros and cons.
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