My entire first semester of college, I was against going greek.

I kept telling myself that it wasn’t for me. I had seen the movies and heard the stereotypes and I didn’t want anything to do with it. I was quiet, I didn't party, and I thought that's all a sorority did. In the end, that didn’t stop me. Every single one of my friends decided to rush second semester. Not wanting to be left out, I signed up too.

By the time the end of Christmas break rolled around, I was regretting my decision. I had to go back a week early to rush, and at the time I was feeling very homesick and wanted to spend all of the time I could with my family. Not to mention we had gotten a new puppy just three days before I had to leave. I faced an agonizing internal battle for the entire week before, and with a little push from my mom I made the decision to return to school and rush like I had originally planned.

Once I was back on campus, the rush process began. I went through the seven sorority houses that we have on campus, and each one was very different from the others. I had so many interesting conversations and I met so many great people. I knew from the beginning that I liked certain houses more than others. As the week went on I was cut from several, and I ended up finishing with my top two choices. What more could you ask for?

On bid day, I was excited. I knew no matter where I ended up, it would be one of the two houses I had loved all week. The whole process had been very long, and I was ready to just be done and be in a sorority. I was excited to get a place on campus where I would belong, and feel at home. When I received my envelope I ripped it open and saw scrawled in shining blue letters: Delta Delta Delta.

Just minutes later, I found out that some really good friends of mine had gotten into the same house. We got to run home together, and I was already feeling so happy.

Bid day was a blur. My bid day sisters were amazing and made the day so much fun. We took pictures, went out to eat, and went bowling. There were so many new people that I got to meet and talk to, and I had a blast.

Bid day has come and gone, I’ve gotten my big (who is amazing), and initiation day is fastly approaching. We’re midway through second semester, and I can honestly say that I’m the happiest I’ve ever been. My sorority sisters welcomed me with open arms, and I can’t thank them enough for that. I feel like I’ve finally found my place here, and I’m really enjoying it. It turned out to be one of the best decisions I’ve ever made.