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This allergic reaction first surfaced during the hopeless inanity of prefrosh weekend. There I sat, in the absurd Harvard first-year dining hall, dreading what I sensed I would soon be doing with the motley, shoddily constructed yarn-ball, which organizers sickeningly referred to as a “Warm Fuzzy.” Slowly and deliberately, with saccharine good humor and effortless Harvardese, our emcee gave the instructions for the gruesome “getting-to-know-you” game that helped put me off of people for good (and vice versa...
...object of the game, as it was explained to our unwashed, undifferentiated prefrosh mass, was to collect as many strings from different “Warm Fuzzies” as possible by finding unsuspecting fellow prefroshies, ostensibly exchanging the most superficial of information, extracting a piece of yarn from their different colored “Warm Fuzzy,” then quickly moving on to the next random encounter. The winner was, of course, the person with the most yarn. So, with a sickening smile boiling with condescension, our host shouted...
Indeed, PSLM members say their first-year membership has skyrocketed, with first-years who saw PSLM members occupying Mass. Hall during their prefrosh visit last spring...
...Groton launched an investigation. Although the administration punished several students who were found to have participated in inappropriate hazing, Hawkins remained dissatisfied with the schools response of the school to his claim of assault. His frustration pushed him to vent his story at roll call on Revisit Day, the Prefrosh Weekend of Groton, when admitted prospective students come to get a taste of the school...
Freshman Week, in my experience, was just Prefrosh Weekend writ large: an interminable orgy of smiles and introductions and small talk. (For some, it’s just a plain old orgy, period, but that’s beside the point.) The experience of stepping outside my body and watching myself schmooze was both confusing (weren’t Harvard students supposed to be socially inept?) and a bit scary (aren’t we too young to be good at this B.S.?), but the main worry was a more practical one: how am I going to remember...