we did some ragging today on the first year students. becharay. well most of them were. the others had a really bad attitude. which would piss our class off even more and we would harass them even more than planned. at one point while i was trying to innocently (yes, innocently) walk by one of my friends was like aren't you going to join in. after i politely (yes, politely) declined he was like no you have to. they were on me like hawks and wouldn't let me pass trying to get me to bother the girls. finally i gave up and just walked over to this girl and nicely (yes, nicely) asked her name. she replied in kind. i asked where she was from. she answered. this apparently wasn't good enough so my friends got after me about being mean. i was like i don't know how to be mean. they didn't believe me. and so i had to make her sing. she did twinkle twinkle little star which she didn't know. so they made me teach her. they made me. i didn't want to be a part of this in the first place. and then they were like we don't know what's funnier. you teaching her the moves to that rhyme or her trying to follow you. punks