Everything is surreal. One minute I'm so happy and the next I'm so upset. We got our new pledges and, as usual, we have a handful of cute girls, but the majority are the under the radar, sorta cute (but not really) kinds of girls. Rush is so superficial and my house and my pledge class are full of beautiful girls and I don't understand what exactly others can't see in that. And now I'm pledge mom and I have to swallow my pride and love them anyway, but it's so strange to love something you don't think is deserving of you. School is overwhelming and great and I missed the green of Tulane campus and it's been mid 60s all week and last week it was mid 70s and it's pure lovers weather and if only Grady were here with me, too.