A “thanks-for-the-memories” pat to my teammates on the lacrosse team.
From a senior teammate who is going to miss seeing your 29 smiling faces every day more than you know.
A “you’ve-won-my-heart” pat to my lovely roommate who keeps me up all night by saying “good night” to all of her stuffed animals.
From your roommate, who loves the big kid in you.
A “that-awkward-moment-was-amazing!” pat to the gracious guy who waited a long time to hold the door for me while I was walking up the steps to leave Warren Hall.
From a stressed-out sophomore girl who is glad that you added a sparkle to her day.
An “I’ll-call-on-you” pat to the boys who danced outside of Wilson Hall on Friday.From a CHOICES volunteer who was thoroughly entertained by the thrusts of your hips.
A “you-saved-my-bike” pat to the gentleman who gave me his own bike tire after mine exploded on the commons Wednesday.
From a freshman who hopes he can help you out one day.
A “the-only-rooms-that-are-sound-proof-are-the-ones-in-the-music-building” dart to the avid users of the study rooms in the library who think that when they talk no one will hear them.
From a frustrated sophomore who actually comes to the library to study for the quietness.
A “where-have-you-been-hiding?” pat to the guy who loves those curvy female figures.
From a bootylicious admirer.
A “how-can-my-hallmate-and-I-not-pee-our-pants-laughing?” pat to the guy in Eagle Hall who gave excellent fashion advice to everyone who walked below his window.
From a Shorts Hall walker who had her day made by hearing “Not many people can pull off yellow, but boy, you do it well!”
A “way-to kill-100-fish-with-Tilex,-Mrs.-Dash-and-sprinkles” dart to our neighbors.
From your favorite seniors who just wanted to play a fun joke on you.
A “the-world-is-not-your-trashcan” dart to the girl who took the time to roll down her automatic window of her fancy car so that she could toss out a plastic bottle.
From a non-lazy, non-selfish, karma-believing peer who knows it’s the little things that count.
An “a-black-shirt-is-not-a-license-to-be-a-jerk” dart to bouncers who throw out patrons, follow them into the parking lot and try to pick fights.
From an alumnus who thinks your bosses need to tighten the leash.
A “that-took-real-balls!” pat to the in-broad-daylight streaker from Friday.
From three junior girls are thankful for the front-row seating.
A “born-free” pat to the streaker who ran across the Quad on CHOICES day.
A freshman whose entire GCOM class heard the hollering outside and thoroughly enjoyed the show from Harrison Hall — you made our day.
A “we-just-want-to-play-video-games” dart to the bureaucracy of our residence hall for not letting us hold our Super Smash Brothers tournament in our TV lounge — again.
From a vexed resident who was insulted at how poorly you handled the situation and thinks that next time you should try to work with your residents, rather than work against them.
A “thank-you-for-making-Tuesday-my-favorite-night” pat to The Pub.
From some blackout, beer-guzzling dancing queens.
A “you-don’t-need-a-girlfriend,-you-need-a-straightjacket” dart to the frat-guy-wannabe who got fresh with my ex-boyfriend of eight months.
From a girl who’s been told time and time again to cut ties with you and finally has a reason why.
An “‘oh-my-God,-he-did-what!?’” dart to the four ladies in the Hillside Computer Lab discussing their social lives in not-so-hushed tones.
From a graduating senior who would rather not hear about your boy troubles while finishing his senior thesis.
A “keep-it-going” pat to Dukes for producing pizza of an unusually high quality lately.
From an appreciative sophomore.
