Bohemia Bunny

The Dark Side Of Hall Life

March 13th, 2007 by lynnylchan under Blogroll

It’s that time of year when hall people start turning into blubbering, time-starved mounds of flesh. After the little hiatus post-Dance Production, the madness has started up again with Open House last weekend, Amplitude this weekend, DnD next week and finally DramaFeste the week after that. That’s just for me, and I still have 2 term papers to hand up that aren’t even so much as a blank Word document yet.

I suppose with Open House just concluded, I’m thinking about all the innocent little chiddlers, fresh from A-Levels and NS, eagerly exploring the campus and looking forward to the fun, happening and very sexy hall life they’ve been hearing so much about. Yeah well, trust the Open House exhibition to not tell you the dark side, eh?

Besides the madness of hall activities, which I have already documented many times, there are the little niggly hassles of actually living with 500 of your peers. 500 crazy young people in one place are enough havoc on their own, but it seems outsiders want in on the fun as well. Recently we’ve had a spate of intruders, much more than I ever remember having in the 2 years past. I blame it on the pretty girls living in short wing, all the perverts are probably drawn here because of them. They should do us all a favour and move out, and stop endangering the likes of me who only wants to live peacefully.

People can be inconsiderate too. There’s only one fridge, one microwave oven, one sink. And yet some people think it’s solely for their use. Today, while I was nuking my noodles, the office support staff (basically the auntie) came in and left her food there while she waited for her turn. Unfortunately for her, the moment I took my food out, another girl just went ahead and plunked her stuff inside without even looking around.

Okay, to be fair, the auntie had walked off, so how would we know? But there was just something in the way the girl barged in, that predisposed me towards a great dislike of her. I can’t stand the likes of her, but unfortunately my corridor is populated with them. At least I can deal with the noise now that I have my own aural-assault weapons to drown out their shrill voices and bad taste in music.

And of course, these are probably the same people who leave food debris in the sink, with the whole “someone will clean up after me” attitude. I don’t know what they learnt growing up, but maybe they need more than a language immersion programme when they first arrive here. Things that would get me whacked at home, such as not cleaning up after myself and leaving my rubbish everywhere, seems to be de rigeur with them.

Some days I really dislike living in hall, or rather living in hall with these people. Incoming freshmen would really do well to heed my warning and consider carefully their decision to move in. International cooperation and culture-mixing, my foot.