Saturday, January 22, 2011

A note from above...

So as you can see from my recent blogs I have not been my usual carefree, happy self. Last night, I was in a funk mood where all I wanted to do was sit in my room and do nothing. Girls on my hall where doing and independent outing, and so after much deliberation in my head, I decided that I should go and get away from campus for just a little bit. We decided on Ruby Tuesdays, and I enjoyed my dinner very much. While I was a dinner, I received a text message from my aunt of whom I haven't talked to in like two weeks...that is dumb on my part because I miss that family very much. The text message said, "I believe I am always divinely guided. I believe I will always take the right turn of the road. I believe God will always make a way when their is no way." I had no idea why she was sending me that when there was no way she could have known what was going on with me right now. I sent a reply message that just said wow, because those words where exactly what I needed to hear right now. Her reply message is what really shocked me, she had found those words in my nana's writings.
My nana passed away a little over a year ago, she was someone that I looked to and I wanted her to see me graduate and be a doctor, just like we had talked about. But God had different plans for her life and mine. Last night when I received those messages, I just knew that she was with me, and so was God. He had used my aunt to send me that message, to back up the fact that HE IS ALWAYS there for us. I am learning slowly that God knows what he is doing, and that my life is something I need to control. My week is looking better and better everyday. God has given me great friends and a great family that continue to have my best interest at heart. I love you all very much :)

Monday, January 17, 2011

Rush...Greek is Good

    "Going Greek," an expression used when referring to rushing or joining a sorority. In most colleges sororities have certain stereotypes that I have tried to avoid my entire life. When I arrived at Furman, I had no expectation of joining a sorority. I started meeting loads of ladies that are in sororities, and that changed everything. I was hooked, and I was so excited to finally be in a sorority, get a jersey, have a new set of sisters. One sorority in particular was what I really wanted...KD. I could see myself fitting in there, most of the cheerleaders where in KD, and it juts made sense. So I applied for RUSH, and waited for the first semester. Over the Christmas break I anxiously got outfits prepared for the four rounds of rush. After Christmas break, the girls on my hall and I looked at each others outfits, and we were all really excited.
     Friday, January 14 each AZ group meet to go over the process of Round 1. I was super stressed out about RUSH, because I knew I needed to be perfect in order to get invited back to KD. My stress continued to build from December until Round one. Round one was this past Saturday, and during Round one you simply go around and talk to ladies in each sorority. I had so much fun, I forgot my nerves once I got through the first sorority which happened to be KD. After I finished all of the groups something changed. I was struggling with a decision that I knew needed to be made as soon as possible.
That night at ten o' clock we had to meet in Hipp Hall to get our invites back. Well I had my mind made up before I even got into the room. Everyone sat down, my AZs went over the bid cards, and handed out our invitation. I looked at my invitation while everyone else was writing down which sororities they want to go back to. I opened mine, didn’t have a problem with what I saw, but I had already made my decision. Everyone turned in their bid cards, and I asked to speak with one of my AZ leaders. I began to explain to her that I was wanting to withdraw from RUSH. She didn't ask why, and at the moment I didn't want to tell her. I actually only told very few people why I decided to withdraw. But here it is...the main reason I decided to withdraw from recruitment. That day and for weeks before Round one even, I stressed over what the girls were going to think of me, and would I be good enough to be a part of their selected group? Something clicked when I was sitting there, something told me that I didn’t need anyone to tell me that I was good enough or that I could be long with them. I was just fine with where I was, and I could still meet people other ways.
     As soon as I made my decision I felt totally at peace, which is the reason I know I made the right decision. Yes, I did cry...a lot actually. The rest of the night was spent with me being really upset and not understand why things where happening the way they were. The next morning though I was completely fine, my friends have helped me through this and the other disastrous things that have happened to me this week.
     For those of you that are going through recruitment best of luck to you, I am sure that you are going to find the perfect group that you belong to. I did not write this to bash recruitment because overall I had a really positive experience. And I know now that you should not always listen to stereotypes because there are GREAT girls in sororities at Furman, It's not for everyone though.

Sunday, January 16, 2011

The first semester in one blog...

I haven't written a new blog in a really long time, and for that I am sorry.  I have been super busy tryingto figure out if I am were I am suppose to be.  For those of you that read my last blog and are anxiously awaiting the answer to whether or not I am still at Furman, I AM STILL HERE!!! I have fallen in love with Furman.  I was contemplating leaving because I could not let go of the life I had at home, but as soon as I stepped out of my comfort zone and branched out I found really great people.  At the end of December I faced some serious problems with being able to return to Furman for second semester because of financial problems.  I actually only told just a few people that I may not be returning because I just could not face the reality that I may not becoming back to a place that I really love.  For the two days that people began to leave  I was an emotional wreck, and tried my best to just be thankful for the time that I had with them.  I had prayed so much, and I was starting to lose faith that God was going to answer my prayers, which is really embarrassing to say but thats what was happening.  I did not really feel like I had a purpose to trying anymore.  God, of course, knew exactly what he was doing.  I should have never doubted him.  Over christmas break I recieve my miracle from God.  My mom recieved a phone call that changed everything.  Apon realizing that once again God had done something so great for me.  I realized that he was going to be there through anything.  I learned a lot from this experience:
1.  I need to be more thankful for the things and experiences I get to have because I deserve nothing.
2.  I am blessed for the things that I have and the things that I don't.
3.  God is ALWAYS going to be here for me, even when I think I am walking alone, he is always there.
4.  Furman is where I belong, God proved that for me over the break.
5.  People actually care,
So I am back at Furman, and I am trying to appreciate every moment that comes along because I know that I am a blessed girl to have such great friends and a place to get a great education.