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Going Greek?

I will admit that I have believed the stereotypes about "sorority girls." I always said I'd never be in one or join one because I'm not the "type". However, upon coming to ETSU's campus these women wearing some funky letters have been the most kind to me in my classes. While sitting next to some girls in my choir class, I started asking questions about sorority life. They encouraged me to come to the info meeting. I decided to go, because hey, I have to attend a club meeting for collo anyway. The meting opened my eyes to the academic and philanthropic side of sisterhood and by the time house tours came I was drinking every drop information the sisters would give me. Long story short, I signed up for recruitment this weekend. I am terrified because I am getting out of my comfort zone, but also thrilled to get to know these incredible women this weekend.

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