Well, it is that time of the year again. The time when Greek life pulls together all of its resources and somehow manages to survive a week from hell. Literally, no sleep, junk food galore, and brutal competition. Now I will say that we do try to refrain from that last bit as much as possible, but it truly is a fight for that trophy.
When I think about all of the hard work that goes into homecoming year after year, I struggle to believe this is my last homecoming as a collegian. Every year we pull together a banner, a window, a spirit structure, and a whole lip sync performance and we just barely kill each other in the process.
This year, I don’t have Big here to help me. Last year we pulled our brains together and came up with one of the most amazing spirit structures I have ever seen. This year I am all alone in this, and it is weird. Truly this post is to reminisce on the past homecomings I’ve had with sisters, with Big and OMW, and how much fun it is in the end.