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women wearing greek letters. The message was clear: Be a part of something bigger than yourself; join and you will be happy; go greek. I think this strategy works on most women, but I was bothered by all the sameness. College was about freedom, opening your mind to the ideas of new people, inclusivity. For that, I needed independence, not rules. My mind was set; I threw away the literature. JOINING THE RANKS Sometime during my first semester I began to doubt my decision. Friends were hard to make and social events were hard to find. My Delta Delta Delta roommate wasn’t having those struggles, so I began researching each sorority to see if there was one in which I would fit. These were some of my impressions: Chi Omegas are about scholarship; Kappa Alpha Thetas are Bible-beaters; Tri Deltas are super-involved on campus; Alpha Chi Omegas party hardest; and Alpha Gamma Deltas are recruitment’s leftovers. Whether or not these stereotypes were true, they were widely accepted. I began letting friends in participating houses know I was interested in informal recruitment. A member of Alpha Phi, a sorority I hadn’t heard anything about, invited me on a “date,” where she and another member told me what their house had to offer. They said it was defined by the variety of its women, which sounded perfect for me. I signed the paperwork within the week. At first, I felt like royalty. I was given more presents during new membership than I could fit in my dorm (I would discover later that I paid for them as part of my dues). Even outside of Alpha Phi, I could sense the respect those two letters had garnered me. To faculty and students alike, I was someone now.