Horror Stories from the Shoebox
(Written by Jennifer Sinclair, her colleague Satan's Little Helper, and a hardworking staff of 47 and a half dust-bunnies)
So begin the Horror Stories from the Shoebox. This delightful *koff* collection of articles is really just living proof (it really is alive, I swear it multiplies and takes over our study time) that college students are the lowest thinking life forms on the planet- and the most easily amused. There are currently five of us on the staff, unless you count multiple personalities and the voices in our heads. You are reading the demented ramblings of the half dustbunny right now, so I hope you're enjoying yourselves. If not, you better just skip to the articles and come back when you're completely confused as to where we're coming from.
We are students at William Patterson University who decided that our delightful English major (that would be Jen, who actually came up with most of the idea for this. We just mooch recognition and provide inspiration. Like article five...) needed our insanity to help her when she chose to write a weekly column for the Beacon, our school paper. Well, technically, Satan's Little Helper joined in first, since they're roomates, but, hey, details. By the way, a little note on the Beacon. It does tend to be a little, how shall we say, liberal minded. So that crack made about hating controversy (I don't remember where, but it's in there somewhere) is actually very funny. Trust me. You just had to be there.
So, we were bored. And, we realized how incredibly make-fun-able this college is (hah, bad english, Jen. But this is my site, so I can do that. Hahaha
I live in a shoebox Where it all began.
Just when you thought it was safe, here's: Horror Stories, Part deux! (Or something like that.) And for something slightly different: Quote of the Day. Just a little more random insanity.
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Jen [email protected]
Drunken Sheep and Shiny Red Boxes AKA Evil Firealarms of Doom
30 Easy Steps to Class Registration or The Scary Scary Phone People
ERS Evil Roommate Syndrome
Mealtime Musings A typical day in Wayne Hall
15 Signs you might live in a shoebox and 15 Signs You've Been There Too Long
Is that a Technical Term? Campus Dictionary
Intelligent Humans and Other (Oxy)morons
Welcome Freshmen Advice
Hypothetical Hijinks or Popcorn Pandemonium
WPU and the Evil Dwarves aka Gremlins from Hell
Ten Commandments of College
Beacon Distribution How it Gets from Here to There
Nauseous Nutrition or When Pasta Attacks
Sunday of Doom And it was, too.
How I spent my
Thanksgiving vacation or My Roommate and I are Way too Connected
Fiber Optic Fiasco or Closet Catastrophe
Move in Mayhem We're all insane.
Fate Laughs or The Not-So-Horror Story
Fate Returns or Which Way Was That?
Infuriated Insomniacs or Ice Capades
Showers and Snowcones, a Weekend in Hillside
Why computers SUCK!!! Evil technology
Two Lefts don't make a right Really.
Everything I Need to Know Yes, Pun Intended
Write Something! Yeah, you!
SonuvaBITCH!!!! Registration- again.
Horror Stories: Past, Present and Future How it came to be
How the Girl Stole Springfest With apologies to Dr. Seuss
The Grand Finale The end of a season.
Snowdays Snow-slush-goo
Telephone Trauma When in Roam...
Square Pegs in Round Holes Brought to you by the letter R.
The Half Dustbunny [email protected]