Amy Joy O'Neil

Actually, not at all a pirate.

Sunday, February 09, 2003

Weird things about where I live:

Part 1:

-Over the course of the last few weeks, I noticed that several gaping holes had been drilled in various walls throughout Neihardt (my dorm). Soon, these holes had been filled with drywall, and gone over by some nice smooth and glaringly white material. That was fun to touch. However, this was soon replaced by some kind of textured spackling. I don't know what these holes are for...but I would like to believe that maintainence has replaced the insulation with robots...that would at least explain the lound clanking noises that periodically wake me up on Saturday mornings.

-So right now all of Neihardt is having an "Assasains" tournament. That is, a big game where students stalk and kill other students. Aparently, this is going to help take some of the strain off of living conditions, because we have a disproportionate number of incoming freshman next year than graduating seniors, and I've heard the current round of Honors Students have been something of a dissapointment.

Ha ha...I'm cute.

Anyways, so lately I can't seem to turn a single corner without seeing some determined paranoiac huddled silently in a corner with a nerf gun, lying in wait for their target, who is inevitably huddled in some other corner, waiting for them. I haven't actually seen anyone get shot, but I imagine the drama will be just precious.

-My roommate hates sunny days. She's basically an incognito Goth who dances ballet and listens to Vannessa Carlton instead of Razed in Black.