Orientation

Last night I had a dream with the proper level of oddness to discuss here. Most of the time they are either too boring to be of note, too extremely wacky to put into rational language, or too specific for anyone to understand.

In this dream, the fall semester was beginning.  This is a big deal: my senior year.  However, I somehow got stuck living in HSS instead of Kauffman.  What's worse, I was in a room with about five triple bunk beds.  That's 14 roommates.  I was lying on the top bunk and looked below.  Down there was a freshman from my home town.  I remember him from being a freshman when I was a senior in high school.  I started telling him "the ropes" about our roommates because I knew so much by being around so long.  I eventually got bored or something and decided to trek over to Kauffman.

There, they were having freshman orientation.  Most of those freshmen were also freshmen from my high school.  Since I didn't meet any of them at the NSE event, I decided I'd get my two cents in during a group meeting.  This was the Friday before classes begins, so I wanted them to know that they could get a 2-day headstart on their 4 years of dedication to computer science.  The problem is that they were never all in the same place.  I followed them around, constantly telling them to meet at midnight to hear the "important advice" from their superior.  I was mostly ignored.