At my University, there's only 6 sororities, which still feels like a whole lot. Our rush "week" is crammed into a high-stress, little to no sleep, sobfest weekend. Sounds like a blast, I know. I rushed freshman year which means I've been through recruitment three times. Once as the potential new member, or PNM, and twice as an active member of my sorority. To say I've hated every single recruitment is an understatement. When I rushed, there were only 5 sororities and after day 1 of recruitment, I got dropped by 4 of them. So safe to say I was one of those girls who hysterically sobbed all weekend, but I made it through and now I love it.

Kindergarten through high school, friendships almost felt automatic. You share your crayon with the girl next to you and suddenly you’re begging your parents for a playdate. After one playdate, you have those lifelong friendships that you barely have to think about how they came to be. If you’re like me, you chose a college where you won’t know a single person there, which means going back in time and trying to remember how you built the confidence to share the crayon and let it become a deeper connection.

Everyone always talks about their college freshman year roommate being that person that sticks with you for life and is the aunt/uncle to your children and you can’t live without. Well I sure hope that’s not true because what they don’t tell you is your freshman roommate might be the person you see around campus which results in you looking down at your phone hoping they don’t realize it’s you cause you wish you would’ve just submitted the transfer papers.

There are so many majors to choose from and sometimes it feels like the one you pick is a prison cell trapping you in and telling you, this is what you chose to do for the rest of your life, no backsies. But that's so untrue! Choosing a major that interests you and reflects your goals is really important, don’t get me wrong, but the devil isn’t going to come and set you on fire if you change your mind.

The world puts so much pressure on going to college and picking a major that is going to determine your entire adult working life. Maybe you were smart and decided you want to be a nurse and you go to nursing school and have a beautifully clear path to all of your dreams and aspirations. If you're someone like me, you probably see those nursing majors and get a little sick to your stomach because you're a communications major who can't seem to see past the diploma.