Dart...
A "just-take-a-deep-breath" dart to the transplanted townie for taking a comment like "Taste-of-Thai is a great place for the gathering of townies and college kids" too seriously.

From the "ignorant" girls who realize how inclusive the JMU bubble can be.

Dart...
A "you-are-the-most-disgusting-human-on-Earth" dart to our roommate who can’t flush the toilet, let alone close the door while doing his business.

From a few senior guys who think just because you have the biggest white truck on campus, doesn’t mean you don’t have to have any common decency.

Pat...
A "you-are-so-badass" pat to myself.

Seriously, from myself.

Dart...
A "way-to-play-hide-and-seek-with-the-D-hall-ladies" dart to the girl who was caught sneaking into D-hall and tried to hide from one employee by crouching next to another.

From a senior who thinks that next time you get caught sneaking into D-hall, you should leave without embarrassing everyone around you.

Pat...
A "thanks-for-the-help" pat to the girl singing the "Sound of Music" into her vibrator while wearing snowboarding boots and looking at a map to teach me how to "hit the slopes."

From a non-snowboarding senior who’d love a lesson or two.

Dart..
An "I-hope-your-engine-freezes" dart to the jerk who decided it would be a good idea to snap my already-mangled car antenna.

From an upset sophomore who now needs to invest in another coat hanger and duct tape.

Pat...
A "you’re-such-a-pain-but-we-love-you-anyways" dart to girlfriends.

From a junior who previously was broke due to Christmas and now has no money, thanks to the lovely preparation for Valentine’s Day.

Pat...
A "Frank-Sinatra’s-wrong-numbers-couldn’t-sound-as-sweet" pat to the young man who mistakenly left a message on my cell. You have a captivatingly sexy voice.

From a junior girl who — if she ever hears your voice again — will be sure to introduce herself.

Dart...
A "the-power-of-your-parking-violation-radar-system-makes-my-brain-bleed" dart to the parking attendant who had to have been creepily lurking in the shadows to catch me.

From a bitter junior girl who doesn’t feel that she should have to pay $20 for parking at an expired meter for three minutes.