Being Rejected and How Much Fun it is.

Summer is the time that sororities start recruiting.

Honestly they are always recruiting, but the summer is when they have fresh meat that know nothing about their previous transgressions, so they go in force to convince everyone that they are the best.  They convince young girls to spend the money, put in the time, wear the heels that are a genuine health hazard, put themselves out there, face scrutiny, and conform to the standards they believe are right.

All of that being said...

I loved it.  I loved all of it and I ate it up.  I was on our recruitment team, I was there for every event, I wore the matching outfits, I talked to scared freshmen, and I talked about them after they left.  I sized every girl up to my personal (or rather, fraternal) standard and decided for myself whether they were good enough to be my sister.  I don't regret any of it, and truth be told if I wasn't kicked out I probably would still be loving it and eating it up.  I have so many fantastic memories from being greek that I wouldn't otherwise have had, or even understood.  It is NOT a mistake to go greek, and I think it is a wonderful experience as long as you understand that it is a sisterhood as well as a business.

This was moments after my big revealed herself to me.  I just adore her.

"Ask us about sorority recruitment!"

I never understood that, so I spent a year and a half of my life truly believing in something that, as it turns out, didn't believe in me as a person.  The process of being expelled was dragged out over a semester, it was painful, it required me to attest to the character of my sisters when I knew some of them wouldn't reciprocate.  In the end it was one of the worst experiences of my life, but also one of the most character building.  I don't hate them, in fact I appreciate them more as individuals instead of an organization.  My big is still one of my best friends and confidants, my little is still my little no matter what, and I will remember the relationships I still have whenever it gets hard.  I will even accept girls on campus constantly telling me to "GO GREEK!" and attend "Sorority 101", because life is a funny joke and I kind of enjoy the irony.

Because this is a music blog:

Here's some music I've been listening to whilst writing about my sad sad life.  I think these songs are fittingly introspective, sad, yet uplifting and hopeful.  Or else just really good.

1. The Heart of Life- John Mayer. 
2. Everywhere I Go- Lissie.
3. True Love Way- Kings of Leon.
4. The Ballad of Love and Hate- The Avett Brothers.
5. Kathleen- Josh Ritter.
6. I Will Come to You- Hanson.
7. Hope On the Rocks- Toby Keith.
8. I've Been Loving You Too Long- Otis Redding.
9. Whiter Shade of Pale- Procol Harum.
10. Circuital- My Morning Jacket.