Dear Delta Gammas:

When I told my friend (who is in a frat) that I was rushing DG he was shocked. He told me that I am not a sorority girl. He also asked me if something happened during the few months we didn't speak to each other, and why the sarcastic ssashole he met last year is rushing now?

To be honest, his reaction didn't surprise me. He is the kind of kid who will speak, say something outrageous and then think about it. But I felt a little offended when he said that I am not the typical sorority girl. I am not a tall, beautiful girl who is obsessed with pumpkin spice lattes and who wears leather boots. Hell, I don't even own a pair of leather boots.

Freshman year I would have believed those words. I would have believed that because I am far from that description I don't belong to a sisterhood. I met so many girls that are part of greek life that are far from the stereotype that movies and media portrait, that I realized I wanted to be part of it.

I have to admit that at the beginning I was a little skeptical. Sure, I fell in love with DG values, colors and philanthropy as I was stalking the website this summer, but I was not sure about joining. I went through recruitment after learning more about this top-notch fraternity (because we are not a sorority!) and knowing that I was going to be a founder sister. Imagine how good that looks?

But after meeting most of you I realize I was in the place I belong to. I am a huge believer of destiny and that everything happens for a reason, and there was a reason why I ignored the stereotypes and went through this. We are all amazing girls with bright futures, and we will make DG a place we will be proud to call home.

It's been a week since bid day, and I can seriously say that I have connected with so many of you. I can already tell that this will be an amazing year filled with laughter, philanthropy events, late night movies, support and more. Of course it will be filled with cute anchors, too.

DG sisters, I am so glad I can call you all my sister and I can't seriously wait for this year to come,

Orly