Might as well be a bullseye
Ah the tri-delts, all unified with their mighty t-shirts today. Its so cute, seeing a group of people with such a lack of self confidence that they have to wear tacky orange shirts so that no one will think they are ::gasp:: independent. It was like gazing upon the stepford wives walking out of the classroom this morning.
Last night...
Think I should just put this for memory sake. So was about to meet the thai for a study group when all of a sudden a light ring came out of the wood work. I looked at my roomate and we wondered aloud if it was the fire alarm. Our wondering was interupted by a deafening buzz and we knew the alarm was off. Gathering my shirt and some personal items I begrudgingly walked down the flight of stairs, shielding my ears as I went. Outside my roomate and I sat upon the grass for a while before we moved to the mob that was forming outside of Blair Hall. For a half hour we sat and waited, watching the cops go in and out, greeted with shouts whenever someone asked for an update. A half hour later a fire truck finally arrived. Then they told us to move to the sunken gardens...
An uppity young coed was clearly fed up by this time and began the chant of STREAK! It was then that they moved us to the UC.
As we walked towards the UC I managed to run into a girl who had survived the preston fire and was clearly freaked out by this. I decided to try and calm her down when we were inside. That was when I my first genuinely insane William and Mary person. To say the least she was freaked out, but as she cooled down, the insanity continued to show in the little things she began to let out. "Damn Commies" for one. I thought the cold war was over... In some parts of NOVA homeschools, I guess not.
Then came Sam Sadler... The man had us all gather around as we assumed the worst. Then the sage spoke, "a hand grenade was found on the 3rd floor lounge." I looked over at my roomate at this point, for we knew of this grenade. It had been found on a stud break 3 days ago, it was a dummy grenade with no powder in it. We thought it was just a little gag left there or a decoration. So after the Sam was done, I found the roomate and he went over and told him the whole story. You'd think that would be it.
One hour later...
"We have to check every room, so we are going to keep you here for 40 to 60 minutes more." By now everyone knew the truth... The group was impatient and annoyed that their whole week had been thrown off by this. The the call came and in we went.
Later that night I took in an account of the past 3 hours, the memories, the scrapbooks, the t-shirts... and prepared for a nice sleep. I reacehed for the light and EHHHHH!!!!!!! The alarm had gone off again.
Someo of us gathered in the hall right as it shut off, I have never seen Wm students so pissed... we waited, and the all clear was given. I reached carefully for the light, and turned them out.
-Alec
Last night...
Think I should just put this for memory sake. So was about to meet the thai for a study group when all of a sudden a light ring came out of the wood work. I looked at my roomate and we wondered aloud if it was the fire alarm. Our wondering was interupted by a deafening buzz and we knew the alarm was off. Gathering my shirt and some personal items I begrudgingly walked down the flight of stairs, shielding my ears as I went. Outside my roomate and I sat upon the grass for a while before we moved to the mob that was forming outside of Blair Hall. For a half hour we sat and waited, watching the cops go in and out, greeted with shouts whenever someone asked for an update. A half hour later a fire truck finally arrived. Then they told us to move to the sunken gardens...
An uppity young coed was clearly fed up by this time and began the chant of STREAK! It was then that they moved us to the UC.
As we walked towards the UC I managed to run into a girl who had survived the preston fire and was clearly freaked out by this. I decided to try and calm her down when we were inside. That was when I my first genuinely insane William and Mary person. To say the least she was freaked out, but as she cooled down, the insanity continued to show in the little things she began to let out. "Damn Commies" for one. I thought the cold war was over... In some parts of NOVA homeschools, I guess not.
Then came Sam Sadler... The man had us all gather around as we assumed the worst. Then the sage spoke, "a hand grenade was found on the 3rd floor lounge." I looked over at my roomate at this point, for we knew of this grenade. It had been found on a stud break 3 days ago, it was a dummy grenade with no powder in it. We thought it was just a little gag left there or a decoration. So after the Sam was done, I found the roomate and he went over and told him the whole story. You'd think that would be it.
One hour later...
"We have to check every room, so we are going to keep you here for 40 to 60 minutes more." By now everyone knew the truth... The group was impatient and annoyed that their whole week had been thrown off by this. The the call came and in we went.
Later that night I took in an account of the past 3 hours, the memories, the scrapbooks, the t-shirts... and prepared for a nice sleep. I reacehed for the light and EHHHHH!!!!!!! The alarm had gone off again.
Someo of us gathered in the hall right as it shut off, I have never seen Wm students so pissed... we waited, and the all clear was given. I reached carefully for the light, and turned them out.
-Alec