I didn't touch my computer the whole weekend.

I've been waaaaay too busy to do anything related to my computer/gaming this weekend. Too busy getting ready for Lincoln Haunted Basement, a mini-haunted house in the basement of White Pine Hall's neighbor hall, Lincoln. Starting Friday at 1, we began construction of the entire project. First the clean out needed to be done, and that required lifting cinderblocks and other miscellaneous materials that weren't going to be used, then bringing them to the new storage room. Then the layout of the individual rooms began. We all had our separate groups, and got to work on the room we had chosen. I was in one of the largest rooms, the (old) storage room. We got to lift student desks and rearrange them in a rectangle, and then work on creating a fake conveyor belt out of tin foil. The worst part was getting the fake walls made of tarp hung up and stable. The best part was getting to know the people in my room, and the happiness when I was recognized as someone who doesn't get creeped out, rather, I just join in and play along. (But the question is: was I actually playing?)
I also was invited to an event on campus, Harry Potter Weekend, where we got to participate in various Potter related activities. There was wand-making, where we used a wood stick and a bunch of art supplies to create our own wand, (we were supposed to only get 1 stick, but I got away with 3) there was Wizard Chess, where the people in charge took forever and a day to make a decision (we won by the way) and then there was Harry Potter Jeopardy. 6 teams of 2 people went through round 1. My team started in the negatives, but then worked our way back up, and after bidding 2/3 of what we had, made it to first place. Then the top 3 teams split into 6 individual contestants to compete for the prize. The funniest thing was, each team had a strong player, and a bit of a tag along Potter fan. I had a heart rate of about 240 as we were playing the game. Katie and Rachel, two girls I had never met until that night, really gave me a hard battle. If I remember correctly, our 3 scores before Final Jeopardy were : 8200-Katie 6400-Me and 8600-Rachel. I just know I was in last of the top 3. The category: Potions. My bet: 4000. My final score: 10400. The winning score: 10400. I was so relieved, and my heart finally dropped out of my throat. So I won a light-up wand. Then there was a raffle, and I won a Tales of Beedle the Bard book. It was a great night, with great people. I was happy to know I wasn't alone in my fanaticism.
Then it was back to the basement to do more work. That construction was an adventure. That lasted the entirety of the weekend, from 1-10 Friday, 12-10 Saturday, and 11-7 Sunday, 7 being the time of judgement for safety and scare-ity. We passed the safety, but lacked loads in scariness. So an hour, and a few extra actors later, we had our act ramped up a ton. We felt gooooood about our room. We even got applause from a very (how to put this nicely) picky... coordinator.
Monday came, I stayed up until 4 am talking about very deep subjects. It felt really good to get back into the philosophical mindset again. I really miss it from the Seminar School. The downside is, 4 am is cruel to the early riser. I was woken at 7 to go to breakfast with friends, and then got 2 hours of sleep upon returning, before I had class. I went to Calc 3, where I'm calculating the volume under oddly shaped functions, and bounded by odd shapes on the x,y plane. Apparently it's some "big deal" for later. And I was having trouble keeping my eyes open, and my mouth closed (yawn) the entire time. Afterwards, I needed to do laundry, so I fell asleep for 2 hours instead. I think I made the right choice, as I felt much better after I woke up to go to English. English 102 is primarily about analysis for my class. This week, we are analyzing Photography. Composition and Subject matter are the main points we look for. Balance of light, colors, patterns, and also the intent of the photographer as they took the photo. So we got to get into the feet of the photographers, and take pictures around campus on a sort of independent scavenger hunt, taking pictures of things such as: a pattern of squares, an insect/animal, Fall season, motion, 2 triangles in the same frame, a path leading to the distance... It was quite fun really. Of course, we have to pick our 3 favorites and send the Professor a paragraph explaining why (in analytical terms of course) we chose those 3. So it's not all fun and games. Computer Science was boring as ever, we learned about Arrays and how to use them, as well as how to use loops to make them useful. The next thing I did was skip SCI 110. I needed to get ready for the Basement, and that class is useless. So with a light heart, I speedwalked back to my dorm to get changed. I also got to avoid the socially awkward fact that somebody in my class knows I'm avoiding somebody else in that class.
So I got changed, grabbed my snacks and my water, and walked down to the basement. Everything was pretty much set up, and I got my makeup put on as the poor throat-slash victim. I was advised to shave my neck before getting liquid latex put on the next night. (Seriously that stuff hurts when peeled off neck hair.) So the makeup was done, and I had no idea how much pain I was in for when I was done that evening.
So the basement opened up at 7, and the scaring was boring. No one was really impressed by any of us. We continued until 9:30 when we had our 7 minute break. After the break, things got good. People were screaming, we changed a few parts of our room, sudden bangs got people worked up, and I even got a couple screams out of people myself. It was a great time. The quotes that came out of that room were priceless as well. The line finished at about 11:30, and we got to work fixing the messed up parts of our room. We had no more foil to fix the conveyor belt, so that was put off for Tuesday. Then I peeled off my throat wound, felt like crying as I massaged my sore neck, and went to bed. No shower, I was too tired. I hope my bed didn't get too bloody, I did change out of my blood soaked clothes first.