Life of a Bamburg

Tonight was the night of my first Founder's Day banquet for Beta Sigma Phi. It was beautiful and lots of fun. The food was good and the place was GORGEOUS. I loved seeing all the sisterhood in the building and it really meant something to me. However, things aren't going well in my chapter. Four of us aren't happy with the way things are being run (and I do litterally mean R-U-N). Things are being taken over and not discussed amongst the group of all of us. Well anyway, back to the story at hand. "They" sat there in a very condesending manner and I just wanted to strangle them. They couldn't sit still long enough and couldn't keep from fidgeting the whole night. We had ceremonies honoring people who are significant in our city and all they could do was sit there and talk to each other. I mean, couldn't they have enough respect for these women who've been in this organization longer than they've been alive? NO! They couldn't see past their little bitty noses! I mean how fucking bitchy can you be. Things will hopefully change or we are going to have to leave and go to another chapter. It's sad when you can't stay in the chapter that you feel that you should have belonged to because your sisters have made it into some sort of big clicky thing. I've said my say in this.