What really got on my nerves was at one house, I asked a girl to tell me more about study hours since I didn't really understand what they were, and her answer was something to the tune of, "Oh, yeah, like, we do study hours, and like, they help so much!"
All right.
I also didn't like the fakey-ness of some of the houses...they must've had to put Vaseline on their teeth to hold their smiles through the whole darn rush party, because I felt like I was in the middle of a beauty pageant. Everywhere I looked, I saw teeth. Now, smiles are great--who wants to be around people who look like they hate the world? But you could so tell that these girls just had their smiles plastered on and to me, that was a turn-off. I cut that house first.