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Hello blogland, it’s officially hump day!! The weekend is within reach and I am starting to see the light at the end of the tunnel. Thank god, because tomorrow is about to be one bitch of a day at work—insert attending an unpaid expose here—but this post is not about bitching or whining. No, today I want to discuss something very close to my heart and something that made my college experience what it was.

I am talking about Greek Life yall! I am a proud member alumni of the Delta Zeta Lambda Pi Chapter at Georgia College.  Why am I choosing today of all days to talk about something that I love so much, well because today is bid day in good ole Milledgeville and today marks another year that I am not there. Booooo. So instead, I am going to give you guys the skinny about Recruitment and why it pretty much kicks off one of the craziest weekends of the semester.

Let’s break it down:

Spirit Week: Hell Week

This is the week before rush week where everyone gets everything ready for the crazy that is about to happen. You sing songs all day, make the room you are given look like pink and green threw up everywhere, and practice bump groups (how you casually transition from talking to one girl to the next).  Might not sound so bad from the outside looking in, but trust me everyone is bitchy, people don’t pull their weight, and nobody can go out to the bars. Bet you can see the hatred now.

Rush Week:  Bring on the Fresh Meat

Recruitment is spread out into five different days with each day having a different theme/outfit. We had an Ice Tea (meet and greet), Philanthropy, Skit, and Preference Days.  I couldn’t give a rat’s ass about the first two days because lezbehonest there is only so much that you can ask a girl that she hasn’t been asked a million times that day or how your philanthropy works.

Personally, Skit and Preference days were the only days I could make it through 10 parties of girls and not feel like a total zombie afterwards. Not to toot our own horns or anything, but DZ always had and still does have one of the best skits out of all the sororities and is where we really bring our A game to get girls to want to come back. Then, we pretty much kill it with Preference day, the day you visit sororities that you have a potential bid for, with our angel book letters and ceremony that really gives the freshmen a look into how much love we have for each other, the friendships that become unbreakable, and what DZ has done for us. Que the sniffles and tears because there is never a dry eye in the room. EVER.

Pi Chi:

When you become an upper classmen, you have the option to not have to go through rush at all. Sayyy whaattt?  Instead, you can be a leader with girls from every sorority to help take the freshmen to their designated parties, give advice, and be all phanellanic like. Sign me the eff up is what I said when I was a senior and it was the best decision. No sing songs, not clapping, no acting like you are interested in the weird girl who clearly doesn’t want to be there, plus a beach weekend with your fellow Phi Chis to bond over drinks and sand. You had me at not having to be at spirit week.

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Bid Day:

The most epic of days when you welcome around 60-70 girls into your new sorority and it is one big fat party. Literally. Frat boys start drinking at 10am to watch the new girls run out of the building 2-3 at a time to whichever sorority that were given a bid in their envelopes. For DZ, we always celebrate bid day with a party at the house with a DIY slip in side that will have you waking up with 10 bruises all over your body the next day, a house tour, and of course games to get to know your new sisters. It’s awkward, it’s fun, it’s so worth it. Then of course, that night one of the older girls throws a huge party at her house and invites the whole sorority over so that everybody can get absolutely wasted together since everybody has been on a 2 week sobriety plan and the freshmen don’t have a clue how to drink like your in college. It’s one hot mess to say the least

I love and hate recruitment. I hate that so much work goes into it, that you really do not have a say about which girls will make this year’s cut, and that you have zero free time. But I love how everyone comes together, your friendships deepen, and your love for DZ becomes re- confirmed. And I miss it so much. So in honor of Rush Week and all that is good, I will be heading down to Milledgeville on Friday after work to re-live the good days and party with the best of them. Is it Friday yet!?