Pssst… is both relieved and a little bit sad about the upcoming recess. On the one hand, Pssst… will be happy to take a break from the tedious task of having eyes and ears everywhere, but on the other, this lack of excitement will probably leave Pssst… quite bored. Luckily, this week’s res gossip is anything but boring, and Pssst… hopes it can keep you all satisfied until Pssst… returns after the holidays.
Pssst… would like to correct the statement in last week’s edition, in which Pssst… said that Madelief have dropped off the res radar since Ienk. It turns out that the Knolle were actually too busy getting drunk and practicing their skipping techniques in front of Magrietjie to worry about any sort of res activities. Keep it classy, Knolle.
As if that’s not enough suffering for the Magrietjie ladies, Pssst… hears that Taaibos (read: House Hatfield Studios) has been clearing out the food at Magrietjie’s dining hall. Brakke, have the previous editions of Pssst… not warned you against the dangers of resembling Boekenhout? Who knows, maybe Taaibos will be the next res to storm out of the Amphi after finding out that they did poorly at Serrie.
Pssst… wonders what the cause was for the premature separation between Rag partners Olienhout and Klaradyn? Could it be due to the fact that the Houte have been too busy cajoling with Magrietjie to pay any attention to the Welpies? Or perhaps the fact that the Welpies are too interested in themselves to pay much attention to anyone else?
Pssst… would like to know who thought that a joint Olympus-Curlitzia talent show would be a good idea. Pssst… could only sit through so many dancing Kloekies before trying to find some chloroform on med campus. Then, to the Olympus first years who performed the Justin Bieber medley: yes, it is too late now to say sorry.
Mopanie and Katjiepiering seem to have been warming up to each other lately – or trying to, at least. Pssst… hears that their Alien Invasion event was more of a feline migration, since there wasn’t a Kat in sight at the Mopanie clubhouse, and the poor Peppies were left singing drunkenly to themselves. Whether this was due to the fact that some Peppies were singing lewd songs to a few Katjie ladies earlier in the week, or because of the poor spelling on their advertisement flyers, Pssst… can’t really tell.
While all this was happening, Lilium tried to have a bake sale (Pssst… isn’t sure if anyone actually showed up or if the ladies ended up eating all of the products themselves), Zinnia’s senior week passed without Pssst… even noticing, and Inca did…stuff.