Intensity In Tent City

“Many of the potential changes [to Krzyzewskiville] are designed to reduce the rigors of tenting requirements and encourage continued student participation.”—“K-ville’s rigor to be reconsidered” in The Chronicle, Sept. 24, 2009.

January 3: Just set up the tent and my new blog. So pumped to spend the next two months here! It’s a little chilly, especially with the wind. The tent was a little tricky to hold down while we threaded the poles through, but a friendly line monitor helped us out.

January 5: Dropped below 45 last night. Suzy said she wanted to go to the IM Gym to write a paper. We told her it was a bad idea because if we had a tent check they wouldn’t let her be counted. In the end she convinced us to go. It was nice and warm. Kind of felt like a bad-ass. Thank God, no check. Wonder if I’ll ever get to spoon with Jenny. 

January 6: So glad they gave the girls their own C1 for rush. Finally can wear sweatpants again. Pretty cold last night. The nice line monitor said they’d call grace but then they didn’t! Got my flu shot in the IM gym. I didn’t think I needed a Band-Aid, but Scooby-Doo is so awesome. We’re all in our sleeping bags watching old episodes on YouTube. 

January 9: Some news announced today. Instead of the air horn, line monitors will now play “Shake It” by Metro Station for tent checks. Kinda kooky! I guess that why we’re called Cameron Crazies! Not really sure if the extra orange juice at the Battier Breakfast is going to help ward off swine flu. OK, back to reading. 

January 15: Had a party last night. Some stupid line monitor cut my shotgun hole too big and it spilled everywhere. It looked like I pissed myself. Jenny giggled. The night before we got grace for a Baldwin Scholars speaker in the Rare Book Room. Since at least two of us went, we get grace tonight! 

January 17: It’s harder to get up for tent checks knowing I can’t put as many marshmallows as I want in my hot chocolate. Also, it’s weird. Jimmy keeps getting a ton of hand sanitizer before he goes to sleep. Still haven’t spooned with Jenny.

January 19: Can’t write much tonight. Orgo test tomorrow. Don’t know how Crazies did it when professors only had office hours in their offices! Crazy! Got yelled at for taking off my swine flu mask. Mom said not to worry about it. Big parties this weekend; just have to find out where the “section” is. 

January 22: yatcithces!!! sosoottel ahaammmerddddd. i’ win at/the drinking gamessss yeah. jeny, why can;t i climp in w.. you????!?!   rOOm for 222

January 23: Wow. So hungover today. Awkward morning. Hope the smell comes out of Jenny’s sleeping bag.

January 26: GOD DAMNIT MY SLEEPING BAG REEKS OF B.O. AND I HAVE SO MUCH READING TO DO!!!! RATED FOR ZERO DEGREES MY ASS! JENNY WON’T TALK TO ME AND THE DAMN HEAT LAMP CLOSEST TO OUR TENT IS BROKEN AGAIN! THIS WEATHER BLOWS.

January 30: You know, if the line monitors are going to come into the tent to count sleeping bodies for checks, at least they could be quiet about it and zip the door when they leave. Sheesh. Also, I think Frank and Jenny are having sex. Mom told me to just pretend it’s the wind. 

February 4: Rained pretty hard last night. When we came back from grace this morning the maintenance guys still weren’t done. The line monitors must have finally read some of our letters to The Chronicle and handed out free Duke seat cushions. Those wooden bleachers are hard! 

February 7: Last night Mark came home drunk and tripped on some Xbox cables and hit his head on the corner of our tent’s wooden platform. They’re putting foam on all the edges today. Jimmy was late for his shift again. Thought he had swine flu. Kinda think the Haz-Mat suit was a bit much. 

February 12: God, this darn game better be worth it. We’re probably gonna lose like the last four years. Jimmy’s been in Blackwell for four days now. Lucky bastard. 

February 20: Don’t get me wrong, I totally appreciate all that the line monitors do. But I’m sorry, those chocolate chip cookies were not warm. The nurse said I did a good job when she came to give us all our weekly shots. 

February 25: Dad thinks the whole tenting thing will affect my MCAT score. He just doesn’t get that we’re building a sense of community here.

March 2: Not really sure about these personal checks. I don’t want a monitor calling me between 2 a.m. and 4 a.m. tonight. What if it wakes up my roommate? Giving him the room to himself to watch movies with Jenny all the time only gets me so much leeway. Couldn’t we just text them after Coach K’s Surf ‘n’ Turf Extravaganza? 

March 3: Ugh. Actually have to stay in the tent tonight. The line for the Patron Ice Luge was too long. The models weren’t that cute anyway. 

March 6: Finally, it’s game day! GO TO HECK CAROLINA!

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