Why Stanford in General and Faisan in Particular Kick Ass

Well, I can honestly say I never really thought I'd be in a situation where I'd hear a conversation that went as follows: "Where are we going?" "I don't know, just follow the mob!"

For some reason freshman orientation includes this vast, moblike, loud, semi-naked, drunken informal parade in which you and your dorm run across campus shouting your dorm cheer - ours were "Fai-off? Fai-son!" and a Faison version of the Badger Song - amidst a huge, writhing, teeming, shouting group of other frosh dorms and many random upperclass-men, most of whom are drunk, in costume, stripping, playing instruments (mostly the tuba), and doing other loud random shit. Oh, and we ran through a fountain.

I love this school. I really do.