I’m sure you have all heard the term “I’ve been to hell and back” well let me tell you, I have. Just 3 weeks ago sorority rush was in full swing, and it was beyond crazy. There was over 900 hormonal, moody and stressed girls crammed in ballroom eagerly awaiting for the days activities to begin, me being one of them. Everyday we would arrive and immediately go to our seat, then we would have to sit on the envelope that tells you what houses want you back for about an hour, while they talk to us and do silly skits. That hour is so painfully long and feels like it last a lifetime! Once you find out what houses you will be visiting we make the long walk to the Greek. Normally its not that big of a deal, but when your hair is all done, make up is on and you’re in heals walking in the 100+ degree weather, it’s not a pretty scene. Then the moment comes, where we must go to the houses. You get in single file line and slowly start to enter the house. You can barely hear yourself think because the active sorority girls are singing (very loudly) and clapping their hands inches from your face. Then you proceed to sit in a chair while the sorority girl kneels in front of you and have a forced awkward conversation. If that’s not bad enough, it is so loud in that room you are literally yelling at each other in order to talk. Now, rush may seem silly and completely ridiculous to non-Greek students, but it actually is very important for all of those who go through with it.  It is a huge commitment and honor, we don’t just wear our letter for the next four years of college, we wear them forever. I have only been apart of a sorority for 3 weeks, but I can already tell its one of the best decisions of my life. The girls in my house are so real and genuine, I can go to them for anything, and as crazy as I sound, I would go through rush again and again in order to be a part of my sorority.