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Originally posted by IvySpice
USChica06, would you feel comfortable sharing (without house names) a synopsis of what happened when you rushed last year? I (and probably some GC PNMs) would love to hear what you felt and saw that drew you back for another try despite the discouraging outcome.
Ivy
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I'd be happy to! It was a dark and stormy night....just kidding.
At USC, we have 9 Pan-Hellenic sororities. And I'm pretty sure you all know the system, mutual elimination, 9 then 6 then 4 then 2 (Preference), and then voila! Bid Night.
I had come to USC with not a lot of things such as clothes being that I lived far away and my NROTC scholarship required me to bring lots of stuff. I had all of my rush information together, I was even getting nervous. I asked my cell phone fortune teller, the Mystic Ching, whether or not I should join. I'm not kidding. It said : "No, but you probably will, and you will regret it for the rest of your life. Think hard about this one." Needless to say, it has a glitch. I read the packet on what to wear saying "Nice pants, maybe a skirt." And I felt relieved since I only had khakis and a broken pair of sandals. I looked horrible compared to the other girls. I shared this on the thread about reasons I may have been cut.
The first day we saw four, and the next day we saw five. Well, after those two days, I eliminated the three I didn't like, one I didn't feel comfortable in, one I thought I wouldn't fit in (they obviously didn't appreciate my wit and charm), and in the third I felt that they were trying to make me feel inferior. I got my schedule for the next day back and listed were two sororities, not 6 like most of the girls, including the one I didn't feel comfortable in. That was a huge blow.
Nevertheless, I liked the other one so I went back the next day. I saw both houses again, and thankfully those two houses were in my schedule the next day. It was the night before preferences, I went out and bought a dress. In the morning, I got a phone call from my RC saying not to come in, neither house asked me back.
I won't lie to you all. I did cry. In that week I saw something I wanted to do. Join a wonderful group of girls and be able to have the same great memories that they all seemed to have. For about a month I was anti-Rush. But I was jealous, I wanted to be there. I met several girls though that I still talk to. I took a step back and tried to figure out why I was cut. And I came up with that it was my appearance. I looked awful. T-shirts, hair pulled back, etc. So now, I know better for next time.
But I also believe that things happen for a reason. Had I joined, I would immeadiatley have a lot of things to do that wouldn't fit into my already busy schedule. I had an injury that prevented me from walking without crutches, and the hike up to the houses would have sustained that. It wasn't the right time for me, and someone knew that, whether it be God or my cell phone.
I'm looking foward to rushing again. Meeting the freshmen and giving them my advice as "the experienced sophomore." I tell girls who are thinking about it that there is no harm in rushing. If you depise it, nothing is stopping you from dropping out before Preference. But, you might find something you love.
Wow. Well, that was the longest post this side of Moby Dick.