Personal Narrative On Chi Omega

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It was Saturday August 22nd, Preference Day. I was anxious standing outside of Chi Omega in my baby blue, fit and flare dress that was damp from the rain. I walked in with my feet hurting from my wedges, knowing it was my final day to show the girls who I was and that I would fit into their sisterhood. I was sat down in the pink room on the main floor with a girl kneeling in front of me holding the Chi Omega Symphony, and the house was filled with an apprehensive mood. All the girls were wearing black dresses besides the potential new members. My brother’s girlfriend, Mary Kate, came over to say “hi” and to see how I was. That was the moment I started to cry with no clue why. I realized I was no longer rushing for the experience; I had found my home. This was the day I gained insight into the traditions and experiences that Chi Omega has to offer. One of these traditions was singing the song Shades. At this point I had no tissues, had been crying for about twenty minutes and started to again. I could not control my emotions. The girl singing to me began to cry because she could tell the love I had for Chi Omega. Through my tear filled eyes that were starting to hurt and in my damp dress, no matter what I looked like I felt accepted in Chi Omega. Finding my home …show more content…

Erik Erikson’s identity versus identity confusion, which is finding a “path to follow to life,” helped me realize why my stomach was becoming uneasy thinking about Bid Day even though it was twenty-four hours away (Santrock, 2104). The girls saw a side of me many people do not, and accepted me for the fact that I am an ugly crier and cared that much about Chi Omega already. I had fallen in love with their sisterhood. The more I thought about it, I did not know if I could see myself in any other house, or if I would be as happy in one if I did not receive a bid to Chi

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