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Fast forward to Fall Semester. It’s so much better than freshman yea, and I’m really doing well without being personally involved in greek life. My best friend tells me that her sorority is going through COB—the sorority that was my favorite during formal recruitment last year, Melbourne. She thinks that I should do it, but she doesn’t push me, and she tells me that it’s my own decision. COB was wonderful. I enjoyed meeting new members of Melbourne, and I was so excited by the opportunity. I knew that I might not get a bid, and that was okay.
I was the only PNM to complete COB. However, two other girls had gone to one of the events, and they had to choose one of the three of us. They chose me. However, they had one more vote. They had to choose whether or not to continue with initiating a new member. They chose not to take me, and the vote was a after I had jumped through hoops for them and I had gotten my hopes up. It was devastating. These girls who I loved had, again, decided that I wasn’t worthy of them. Even worse, they had played with me, like I was a pawn, and then thrown me away. I wasn’t worthy of even being treated as an equal, I was a PNM. The reasons they decided against initiating a new member? There were two: some girls just didn’t want to go through the ritual again, and some girls didn’t like the association that the organization had with my boyfriend’s fraternity. I cried for hours, but I moved forward with my life.
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