Comments on: A Typical School Night in the Dorms

By: lynnie

lynnie — Tue, 09 Dec 2008 01:35:48 +0000

I didn’t know Dunne had fabulous accommodations either. I was under the impression that Sobrato and Casa Italiana were the places to be.

My favorite dorm memories:
1. Studying for finals and coming back to my door blue taped by my apartment-mates with signs that said: “WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN”, “COME HANG OUT WITH US”.

2. Birthday surprises at 12 AM.

3. The empty alcohol aisle and long lines at the registers (buying…all…the…alcohol) on a Friday/Saturday night.

4. Seeing how creative we could get with the Benson food.

By: Gilliebean

Gilliebean — Mon, 08 Dec 2008 00:59:27 +0000

Oh, I miss living in the dorms! I lived right by the elevator, and our door was always open, so friends would stop in and out all the time. We were up late every night, socializing, studying, running up and down the halls.

Haha, we embarrassed my roommate Kaila by printing out naked pictures of men and posting them all over our suite sophomore year. Kate, Jenna and I were bored one night and Kaila had to get up early for work, so we sneakily found as many “artistic” nudes as we could and decorated our apartment with them so she found them when she woke up in the morning. Kaila was not so amused, but we were allowed to take out the pictures “for special occasions”/parties.

By: Melia

Melia — Sun, 07 Dec 2008 20:12:10 +0000

Wow, so many Alicias on this page. Guess I could have picked a different alias for the student who showed me around. To clarify for anyone who’s confused, Alicia R. is a friend and roommate from college, and Alicia C. is a friend from high school and frequent contributor to the blog.

By: Alicia C.

Alicia C. — Sun, 07 Dec 2008 04:55:02 +0000

Sigh. I never had a dorm experience. I did, however get to live with Siobhan for two-and-a-half years. I have fond memories of us each typing away on our computers into the wee hours of the morning and yelling odd questions about punctuation and sentence clarity down the hall at each other. And I especially miss our dinner ritual of cooking at the same time while listening to the radio or a mutually agreed upon CD.

By: Mom

Mom — Sun, 07 Dec 2008 01:56:48 +0000

Haha — I remember you telling me about Alicia’s birthday signs.

Another dorm memory: We always seemed to be next door to student nurses who were asleep by 9. My roommate once posted a sign (carefully lettered in felt pen) on the nurses’ door: “PARTY INSIDE — EVERYONE INVITED!”

By: Melia

Melia — Sun, 07 Dec 2008 01:25:43 +0000

Some of my favorite memories about living in the dorms:

1. The ritual of eating lunch and dinner with friends every day.

2. ICQ and AIM chat programs, which were pretty new at the time. My friend Dan had labeled his buddy list of girls “SCU Hoez.” I objected to being part of this list, so he created another one just for me: “SCU Strong, Independent Woman.”

3. Sharing MP3s on the campus network and playing them on our computers, pre-iPod.

4. Watching Dawson’s Creek in the middle of the morning between classes.

5. Embarrassing my friend Alicia on her birthday by taping up construction paper cutouts in questionable taste outside her door. Juvenile? Yes. Awesome? Yes.

By: Mom

Mom — Sat, 06 Dec 2008 03:56:09 +0000

My friends and I loved to make music in our dorm rooms. Janet, Patti, and I played guitars, and everyone sang. Karen didn’t have a guitar, but she had an instrument of sorts. Her father, who was in the Merchant Marine, had brought it back from his travels — it looked like a miniature French horn with a bicycle horn stuck on the end, and it honked quite nicely in time with the music. One night the student nurse who lived next door banged on the door and complained, “I have to be in the O.R. at 6:00 am! I don’t mind the singing and playing so much, but that HORN…” (If we had had Empire Records back then, Karen could’ve said, “I don’t have to justify my art to you, Warren.”)