The Great Post It War of 2009

Ok, so for all of you people thinking about living off-campus, stop. Now. I thought about it too. Somehow I got roped into a scholarship that pays for me to live on campus for four years. I was pretty upset at first. As of tonight, I LOVE IT!

I live in the Honor's dorm which probably doesn't sound so exciting to you. Trust me, I was not thrilled about it either. There are a few downfalls, trust me.

-I recently was informed that the previous inhabitant of MY ROOM peed in the sink. All the time.
-The floor is chronically dusty.
-Doors slam all day and all night.
-I share a bathroom with an entire floor of girls.
-Getting from outside into my room is the equivalent of getting into a CIA building. (swipe my id to get in the building, swipe my id to get into the stairwell, use my key to get onto my floor, use my key to get into my room)

But I am having so much fun! First of all, there is a room down the hall that conduct a weekly "Would you rather...?" survey. In chalk. On their wall. It's great. They wrote on our door "Come to room 237 ASAP!" So we went. Two instant friends.

Every day someone writes a note on our board outside. It ranges from "I Want You" to pictures of stars and flowers. It's usually from the boys that visit our across the hall neighbor.

Speaking of those boys. Tonight they inspired me to write this blog. While watching movies, the roomie, the suvery taker, and I heard someone knock on our door. We opened it to find the word "Yumm" on our board. Nobody to be seen. The surveyer is concerned and I explain to her that it's the boys across the hall.

So starts the war. Surveyer sits by the door for the rest of the night, listening for any signs of life. We look through the peep hole and they have covered it with a post it. We move it to their peep hole. They move it back. Surveyer opens the door because she hears someone. We catch two boys frozen in front of our door. They non-chalantly turn around and go back inside.

Funny thing. I know the girl across the hall. We go to the BCM together. She's great. At some point in all this, she sticks her head out the door and asks us if people are knocking on our door TOO. Implying someone is doing the same to her. We're thrown off for like, ten seconds until I see a boy sitting in her room. Caught.

We decide the best defense is a good offense. We make a huge smiley face out of post its on their door. And cover their peep hole. This is the signal to them that we are messing with them again. We know they are periodically checking. They come out and we watch them through the peep hole rearrange our smiley face into an innappropriate picture. Oh, boys.

The fighting ceases for a little while. Surveyer has to go. When she leaves we notice that a phone number is written on our board. It says call me. We call. The person has no idea what we are talking about. Or is a very good actor.

So that's my night. That's why you should live in the dorms. At least once. How often do you get to do things like this? Nights in are not always as bad as they seem. Funny movies and great neighbors always spice things up a bit.

Tips:
Live on campus! Do it!
Go to your floor meetings and meet your neighbors!
Get a Blockbuster account. It will help keep you busy after football season.