The Best of Both Worlds: The Other Side of Recruitment

The longest week of my life is now over and we have welcomed over 50 girls into our home!! Words cannot explain how excited I am to start this year. Actually,  I'm a writer so words can explain it. So, here we go.

The first day of recruitment I was up for 18 hours. I woke up at 5:30am and was SO excited to see all the cuties coming through the door. The first weekends were pretty general and easy. We got to meet all of the potential new sisters coming through rush and got to bond together as a house. I made sure to form a connection with the girls I rushed. I told them about my recruitment experience and how it was a bumpy road. I always made sure to say that whether it's my house or a different house, I hope they find the home that makes them feel wanted and loved. I wanted them to leave our house feeling good about their decisions and making sure that they pick the right fit.

During the second round, I was up for 20 hours. Boy oh boy. By the end of the day I was so cranky. But once again, we had another round of awesome girls who wanted to be a part of our sisterhood. The next round went swimmingly and before I knew it, we were setting up for preference night.

If you read my first post, you know how excited and special this ceremony is to me.  It was this day a year ago that I found my home. I was given the honor of giving a speech during some of the parties and it made me remember how deep the love is that I feel for my sisters. I was able to see the light in the eyes of the girls sitting before me as they could see how strong our sisterhood. I shed a couple tears that night. Happy tears! Don't worry mom! I wanted every girl sitting in that room to find what I had found.

We all felt good after that night. There was a certain energy that SDT inhabited during recruitment. We wanted girls to feel the love we have for one another. We wanted them to see how genuine and kind we are to each other. And that we always have a sisters back. We all had a feeling that it was going to be a good year.

And we were right. 50 girls ran home to us that night. That is more than we could've ever dreamed of. To put it in perspective, my pledge class had around 35 and the pledge class before mine had even less. Our hard work had paid off and our family was expanded. It's true what they say about SDT. First you become a part of it, and then SDT becomes a part of you. It's in my identity now. I'm proud of my impact on the sorority thus far. And I'm forever thankful for the friends I have made. I owe my freshman year, and the rest of my college years to the girls of SDT and I cannot wait for our new girls to experience the impact that I have.

It's true what they say, Sig Delts do it better.

WHY CLOWNS?

Okay, I have something to say. Why are scary clowns a thing? Like, honestly. Last year there was a clown that would walk around school at night just to freak people out. It wouldn't do anything. It just walked around just to get a rise out of people. With this whole clown cult on American Horror Story AND the new IT movie, the public is going to go wild. What do you think is going to happen after you make a movie or TV show about cult/killer clowns? PEOPLE ARE GOING TO START DRESSING UP LIKE KILLER CLOWNS. Have we not learned that people mimic what they see in the media?

I, myself have developed a fear of clowns. I didn't always fear clowns. It started when I realized that clowns are being sensationalized as murders and that a happy clown sighting was now as rare as the solar eclipse. I feel like clowns are the worst possible people to make the villain. We all have memories of clowns when we were younger. They would come to your birthday party and blow up balloons and twist them into little dogs. Clowns were a good memory. AND NOW?? Well, JUST LOOK!

Honestly, this is hurting the clown community. No one wants clowns anymore because they now have a bad connotation. Sorry, that's putting it lightly. They now have a MURDEROUS connotation. Soon all the clowns of the world will be filing for unemployment.

You could've just made them creepy. They didn't have to be killers. I just don't know what to say anymore. I don't just have to be scared about being kidnapped or raped when I'm out at night. Now I have to worry that a killer clown is going to come out of the shadows. That sounds so ridiculous but its true.