Rush week is slowly approaching, and your house is nervously preparing for the incoming member class. It is imperative you get great girls this year, and your recruitment chair has been frantically planning for the past few weeks now for just that. It's a chapter-wide effort to try to recruit the best all-around girls on campus, and you're ready for the challenge. With your cute new rush dresses from Tobi and feet-breaking but fabulous tan (not brown) wedges, you strut into your house ready to meet some babies. It's now up to you to pick out the finest rush week has to offer. Besides, no one wants a weird new little in the fam.

When the first group of girls walk in the house to start round one.

When you have to make the usual "What's your major?" and "Did you come summer B?" small talk because you might as well be talking to a brick wall.

But then you meet a PNM you really like.

When you see girls you loved on the list again for round two.

Three hours later and you're starving but have two more groups to go before lunch.

When you get paired to talk to a PNM and can't seem to find anything in common.

But you look across the room and your friend is having a conversation about HUM2305 – what is the Good Life?

When you realize a girl you really liked dropped your house.

But then a girl you liked more is on the list.

Two words: dessert round.

When you're delusional at the end of the day but realize you still have three hours of small talk left.

When it's pref round and you get to talk to your rush crush.

The morning of bid day.

When your new babies run off the bus.