Oct 232006

For the longest time I was missing my student ID card and couldn’t figure out what I did with it. Turns out, it managed to get stuck between the pages of one of those green bibles I had in my backpack. I guess you can say I once was lost but now am found.

If you have a drunken night of debauchery and it’s not chronicled in a Facebook photo album.did it ever really happen?

Not that I use them that often, but wouldn’t it be great if the elevators in Yates had elevator music playing in them?

Unnerving things to overhear: Someone yelling, “Ew! Gross!” from the kitchen in Newsom’s dining hall.

Who else thinks we should trade Gartrell to RMHS for a JV tailback and a future third round pick?

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