My Year Living with DGs

When I go home for breaks and explain my current living situation to my family and high school friends, I often get mixed reactions. A lot of them question my sanity and are curious to know how I could possibly stand to live with the same girls I spend 90% of my days with. “Don’t…

Reflections of a DG alumna

There I sat in a sea of red – my hands trembled in my gown-covered lap, and my legs were crossed, one over the other, as my heart raced. Someone was speaking to the crowd, but I wasn’t listening. I looked to my right, then to my left. I recognized everyone, and yet no one….