The Fighting Scots
Our floor, dressed as Scots, and prepared for battle.. or was this afterwards...
So over the past few weeks or so there were posters for a "Hall Brawl" essentially a giant capture the flag game between the residence halls. Our theme for O'Connell hall (and our allies in West Hall) were Scotsman Warriors or the ancient Celts. Needless to say, the second floor ran wild with the theme, spearheaded by Christian, who also got the advertising for our floor running early on. In all honesty, I'm glad people got excited for it because I don't know if I would have been otherwise... I tend to be a bit too self-conscious and introspected to want to participate in these kind of events.
So we spent last Saturday on our three day weekend searching the outskirts of Denver for outfits for the battle on Sunday night. Surprisingly enough, Wal-Mart didn't have what we needed... but... the 5 dollar movie bin got the best of me... and the 10 dollar blu-ray... but I digress. We eventually ended up at Hobby Lobby going through plaid fabric that somewhat fit in with our team's colors. 10 yards of blue and white fabric, one yard of gold, and a bellyful of Chipotle tacos later we're up in the ping pong lounge making kilts and sashes for our costumes.
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| Levi prepares his "War-Garb" |
Sunday night comes, and it was cold. We all got really into it, getting ready, putting all kinds of face paint on, just having a fun time with it all. Thanks to Pearl for putting the hand prints on our faces and being our "make up artist" of the night. As we're getting ready, one of the RA's from Desmet marched a bunch of his residents through our hall taunting us, next thing we know, we're following Joe the RA through the halls of Desmet yelling and screaming in our kilts.
After that, a few more minutes of laughing, yelling, and getting the adrenaline going before marching out to the Quad to play capture the flag. It felt like it took forever to get the rules explained... in the cold... in shorts and a kilt... but finally, we got to begin.
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| Ian getting us excited |
Those cheating bastards.
Hell, we still won, and everyone cheated really, but still the point remains. The worst one had to be the guy with the home-made nun-chucks who just ran around beating the hell out of people and telling them to "suck it up" and "kiss his ass." Was that the guy Dillon punched in the stomach? ...I don't quite remember, but that was pretty funny anyway.
It was actually a lot of fun, and once we got running the cold wasn't really noticeable. When people played right and got into it, it was just intense running around the quad with inflatable "swords" trying to nab the gigantic flags representing each hall. I really don't remember how we ended up winning it, I was always on the right side trying to get the flag that was surrounded by literally twenty people back to back. Though, one girl on our team passed out because of a heart condition, so that brought things to a halt, and I felt kind of bad that everyone almost immediately crowded around. There were apparently a lot of people hurt, but I'm not really that surprised given the fact that we were given weapons and given free reign over the whole quad.
It was a great night though, a really nice way to blow off steam and act like an enraged Scotsman for an hour or two. Can't wait to do it again next year. I love our floor.
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| Here's to you guys |
Exams, Idiot Professors, and Otherwise
Okay, my Intro to Microeconomics professor has an odd way of teaching an intro class. So we get this project, right? To write an "Engagement Letter" to a legitimate company highlighting problems with their marketing strategy and otherwise. Not too bad, right? Now let's back it up a little bit.
This is an introductory class. We haven't learned about market strategy or how to analyze exactly how to fix a company. Also; why are they asking college kids to fix their problems? College kids just beginning to learn all of this by the way. Not only that, but our professor refuses to really explain to us how to write this letter. He gives us a vague idea and then docks us points when we get it wrong. The hell kind of teaching is that? Then he blames us for not understanding even though we ask questions that he fails to even answer. Don't even think of asking him through e-mail he won't answer. Ever. That's even leaving out my group who refused to listen to anything I had to say to contribute... even when I could prove I was right in what I was trying to do. Lunacy. All of it.
Other than that, the week wasn't so bad, just long and tiresome. Only managed to have one exam out of all of my classes, and I'm pretty sure I knocked it out of the park. At least I hope so.
The Long Weekend
Now that everything is out of the way, I've got a four day weekend ahead of me. If I want, I can head to Vail with some friends, just sleep the weekend away, work on yearbook pages, or just do whatever pleases me most. This post was a bit bland, I'll spice it up once I'm able to get pictures that are actually my own... or when more interesting things happen. Oh shoot, I forgot about the bonfire and the volleyball game.. I could always add that next time... Anyways; I hope you enjoyed the read, and hope you have a wonderful weekend!
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| Ready for the long weekend. Colorado is not prepared for this. |
*Special thanks to Emma Shewmaker and Peyton Lunzer for their Facebook albums I shamelessly stole from
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