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Aries (March 21 – April 19)

The ghost next to you has a crush on you.

Taurus (April 20 – May 20)

Remember that song? Good luck.

Gemini (May 21 – June 20)

This week, the pizza will be sweet and tangy and you’ll enjoy it even more than the spicy pizza.

Cancer (June 21 – July 22)

Your past may come back to haunt you. Bring a crucifixion for protection.

Leo (July 23 – August 22)

Shake the man’s hand.

Virgo (August 23 – September 22)

GO TO CLASS  -not your mom.

Libra (September 23 – October 22)

Don’t bother to shower today. After ten minutes of walking, it won’t matter anyway.

Scorpio (October 23 – November 21)

What does this all mean? This whole big world? Can we escape? Will you come with me? If you don’t, I’ll miss you.

Sagittarius (November 22 – December 21)

You don’t need to put on makeup. You look good, no matter what.

Capricorn (December 22 – January 19)

Are you wearing makeup? You look tired.

Aquarius (January 20 – February 18)

Herp de derp

Herp de derp

Herp herp herp herp herp de derp

I’m not this awkward all the time

Only when love is on the line

Herp de derp de derp de derp de derp derp derpy

Herpy derp herp derp herpy

Herping like it’s going out of style

Imma go cry in a corner now

Pisces (February 19 – March 20)

If you take a nap, beware. You may wake up in another dimension.

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Here’s your horror-scope in honor of All Hallows’ Eve. May you avoid the draft for the Skeleton War.

Aries (March 21 – April 19)

You’re feeling uneasy for a reason, just ask the man behind you!

Taurus (April 20 – May 20) 

The dark clouds are leading you to an even darker destination.

Gemini (May 21 – June 20)

Are you sure you want to drink that?

Cancer (June 21 – July 22)

Whatever you do, don’t look up.

Leo (July 22 – August 22)

Keeping your friends close is good, but it’s getting hard to breathe.

Virgo (August 23 – September 22)

Revenge might be sweet, but you’re even sweeter.

Libra (September 23 – October 22)

If you think YOUR costume’s great, you should see the guy dressed as you!

Scorpio (October 23 – November 21)

This will only hurt a bit.

Sagittarius (November 22 – December 21)

RUN!

Capricorn (December 22 – January 19)

You do the mash, you do the monster mash. (It’ll be a graveyard smash.)

Aquarius (January 20 – February 18)

One of the masks you wear will fall today.

Pisces (February 19 – March 20)

You’ll find out soon enough.

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Leave the AC on or off?

When everyone fights over the air conditioner in the office or room, nobody wins. Everyone is either boiling hot or freezing cold, so someone takes it upon themselves to change the situation, which in turn sparks an all out war. Farenheit or Celcius? Doesn’t matter, I’m miserable either way.

Stealing food

We get it, you’re hungry. And sometimes, I am also hungry. But it is the most annoying thing ever when I am hungry myself, and I go to get my own food, and find that it is magically gone. Who could have done this? Have I started sleep eating? I don’t think so, Derek. Come on Derek. Give it back. (I say this, but there is a game called “The Banana Game” where you gather as many bananas as you can before being told to put them back. I may or may not have played this once or twice or every week. It costs ten dollars for me to eat a salad. I’m bringing some bananas home with me. I earned these.)

Cramped spaces

Yes, YES Derek, I understand to optimize space in our little dorm, we set our desks next to each other. However, my dear Derek, that does not mean that you now have an extra long desk. This space over here is yours, and over there is mine. See? Yours here, mine there. Not to mention the countless projects strewn across the floor, making the dorm a warehouse of clutter and distractions. That sparkly tissue paper on the floor is more compelling than my art history flashcards will ever be.

Thin walls

If your neighbors decide that 10pm on finals week is the best time to have a dance party when you have an 8am exam the next day, the responsible thing is to get an R.A. or to knock and ask politely to quiet down. But it’s more fun to bang on your shared wall and proceed to blast music louder than theirs. I hope Sarah McLachlan helps to turn your party up to the next level (or, even better, she shuts your party down and leaves your friends crying on the floor. Why are the puppies so sad, Sarah? Somebody has to help them.)

Spray Paint

I’d say more, but I’m hallucinating from the fumes and I have a disciplinary meeting in ten minutes for doing my homework in the same place all my hallmates have worked for the past two weeks. Why did I get caught and they didn’t? Because God hates me, Derek.

No Access to Quality Nourishment

Our last Bear Squadicle talked about the food, or lack thereof, that we have access to on a daily basis. Now imagine trying to be a functioning human being while running off of ramen and Lentil Snaps. That’s what I thought.

Bear Squad

Bear Squad is a fun time to get ideas out and flowing and for everyone to work with each other, but only when people are actually working! Sometimes, a half an hour of work for the group turns into a 2 hours, a distracted gathering of life stories, random Googling, and a lot of pizza eating. We didn’t even finish this article in time because we got so distracted. Here at SCAD Radio we admit no fault, except for all the time.

But, hey, we’re trying our best, right?

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Ener- Gee, why won’t my eyes stay open?

Speaking of nutrients, the food groups have never been more important to me than they are now. Nothing quite says “I’m internally dying” like going about your day as usual, then realizing at 8pm that all you’ve ingested that day is a mediocre K-cup coffee that was made with tap water from the bathroom. Coffee is all fun and games until you have 2 or more cups.  Then you reluctantly befriend the bathroom, your hands involuntarily start shaking, and you’re STILL TIRED. You’ll also feel a false sense of being full, which you will take advantage of when finding replacements for actual meals.

If my body could control itself, it would slap me in the face. College has made me hyper-aware of what a body actually needs to survive. Unsurprisingly, the better you eat, the more energy you’ll have. But since we’re college students, we depend on artificial energy from any source we can find. If having highlighter green bodily fluids doesn’t mean I’m healthy, then I don’t know what does. (Thanks, Monster!)  

Groceries

“But why can’t you just buy nutritious foods at the grocery store to eat, silly?” you ask. Well, one, I don’t have a car to transport myself to said grocery stores, the bus takes hours of time that I don’t have to spare, and Ubers are expensive. Two, on the off-chance that I do make it to the grocery store, I can’t buy foods to cook meals with because I don’t have a kitchen and unprocessed foods don’t last long enough for one or two people to get through it all. And three, healthy food is wildly overpriced. Sound pessimistic? Good. We almost all are.

Cravings

I ate something salty, but now I want something sweet. I ate something sweet, but now I want something salty. Now, repeat those 2 sentences about 20 more times with the occasional healthy-needs and you have the black hole that I fight every day. The cycle NEVER. ENDS. Good luck.

Dining Hall Routine

There is a system to managing the main dining halls. As soon as you swipe your ID, there is a strict path you must follow around the dining hall. First, you pass by the Global section to see if the country of the day is good. Sometimes it’s a good day with Taco Tuesday, but other times it can be a weird mix of stir-fry. If nothing is appealing, you can circle around past the pizza, deli, and the grill, where things like burgers, chicken, and fries are always available. These are constant and good backups.

When you hit Earth’s Fare, pay attention to the signs on what is available. This is your best chance to get your fill on vegetables. They also have cool things like quinoa, which you don’t typically think about when you think of dining hall food.

Next to Earth’s Fare is Savannah Comforts, which is your best chance at the “meat and three” meal, commonly with chicken, beef, or turkey along with potatoes, some veggies, and sauces. This is now the best chance to solidify what you want to eat. If nothing else, check out the salad and soups, as they are commonly glanced over and underappreciated. Try the soups, guys, they have some good days.

Once you load up your plate, pass by the Dessert section. Grab a cup and get your soda, coffee, or fruit-flavored water. Love the mango water. Once you’re done and put your plate up, walk by Dessert one more time. Grab yourself a cookie or a brownie for the road. You deserve it.

Being a vegetarian with a meal plan has its easy days, then there are most other days.  IF YOU ARE A VEGETARIAN AND YOU’RE NOT SURE IF SOMETHING IS VEGETARIAN, JUST DON’T EAT IT. TRUST ME. Take solace in pasta with alfredo, and salads, soups, salads, and salads. (Their cajun chickpeas are also really good.)

Going Out

Whether you live in a dorm, off campus, or just don’t have a meal plan, you’re forced to fend for yourself. While you’d think this would mean grocery shopping, the transportation excuse is universal and you will more than likely depend on take out. A particular member of SCAD Radio once ordered Spudniks so much that the owner recognizes her voice, location, and occasionally her order. This makes her feel special and gives her a reason to keep ordering despite it ruining her insides.

She also depends on the ever-loving Dominos. Having an account on Domino’s website means you get to accumulate points and have a free pizza every 6 orders. This writer has gotten three free pizzas this year, and is rounding around to her fourth within the week (or quite possibly, this weekend.) Pete the Pizzamaker and I – I mean, this unnamed writer that totally isn’t me – have a special relationship, and if he were a real person, I’m sure he would love me just as much as I love/need him. I mean the writer.

Okay fine, it’s me.

Of course there are other places to eat such as Carlitos (praise Taco Tuesdays) and Super Taste (featuring the cutest waiters in town) and the countless other restaurants in Savannah, but those are the ones I personally lean on. After living in a hotel for two months, I learned the in’s and out’s of delivery in Savannah (and which restaurants serve the best fried rice, but that’s unrelated.)

No matter what you put in your body, make sure you love your body. We’re all dying inside, so we might as well enjoy life while we can. So, who wants pizza?

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Laundry

It’s a fast pace world out there, folks. Planning outfits in advance may help with the pile of rushed rejects, but there is no fighting the quick change. Days come and go. I have places to be, people to see, and clothing for every occasion.

Comfy and cute for class, sweatpants in the dorm, and something shnazzy for the cute kid in Art History. But once Thursday rolls around, everything my mother hates gets released from the closet and laid out on my bed. The transition from day to night must be done in a flash in risk of losing precious weekend time; therefore, all the options must be present at once. THERE’S A SYSTEM TO THIS. Once t-shirt time is complete, it’s out the door and into the wide world of someone else’s place, probably.

This process repeats every night until Monday, where the remaining articles of clothing join the horde of previously rejected outfits. (Until they fail the ever-reliable “smell test” are doomed to lay hidden in my hamper for another two weeks.) If I actually cared, I would take the time to fold the clean clothes and organize everything, but that’s not how momma works. The pile of clothes mark my territory, giving off my natural musk.

These clothes prove that I’m a man.  

Roommate Aggression

Living in a dorm is like joining a community of strangers in a shoebox with textbooks and anxiety. Problems get solved with post-it notes, a text or they don’t get solved at all. A year into living with the same person, and my roommate and I are still furiously, but silently, battling through the air conditioner. Turn it up all you want because I’m just going to turn it back down. Nothing says I hate you like constant temperature fluctuation.

What many people tend to forget is that you don’t have to be friends with your roommates. When friendship is forced into the situation it becomes a lot more difficult to address issues without starting a week long cat fight. New friends are fun, but when you get to know someone as a friend and a roommate simultaneously, there’s a risk of their living habits overshadowing the redeeming qualities they have outside of the room.

The best kind of roommates are the ones that gather all of their belongings in piles on top of piles. Their mess is contained, and in a twisted way, more organized than other people’s areas. Sometimes you can’t tell if they’re sleeping in bed or if you’ve been whispering to a log of cotton and denim for five minutes. It becomes a fun game when you need to let all your anger out, just hope they’re not hiding underneath. Watch for breathing and unleash the power that is ten weeks of pent up aggression.

Dishes

Don’t ever leave food unattended in a dorm room, trust me. To the army of ants that took my desk under siege last night: I can tell you I don’t have the cleanest desk, but what I do have are a very particular set of skills. Skills I have acquired over a very long career. Skills that make me a nightmare for ants like you. If you let my strawberry jelly go now, that will be the end of it. I will not look for you, I will not pursue you. But if you don’t, I will look for you, I will find you and I will kill you (with tissues, rage, and a very cheap vacuum).

When you live in a dorm, the dishes are limited, but so is your counter space. Two bowls and a few cups take the sink area hostage and terror ensues among the public. Apartments are no better, as the extra space just gets taken up with even more dishes. There’s no better way to start the day than to stare down a plate of gelatinous leftovers from god knows when. They’re on your plate, but you don’t even eat Chef Boyardee. Curse you, roommates.

[NOTE: While we could address the most revolting issues any room will face, we decided it was too traumatizing to relive. Dorm bathrooms are the reason I cry at night.]

People who say they’re clean are either psychopaths, liars, or both. College is the time to take care of yourself, sure, but taking care of yourself, your classes, your sanity AND your room is just too much. Some things are bound to fall through the cracks! Accept that you’re human, and take absolutely no responsibility for your actions. That’s for after graduation.

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The following is from a journal discovered in an abandoned home, 3 years after a zombie hoard took over Savannah.  The author remains unknown.

I.

The Hive is swarming with them.  They’re taking furniture out from the lobbies and throwing them into the courtyard.  I asked Content Director Liam why they’re doing that, but he just shrugged.  Said he didn’t know.  I think that might have scared me the most.

I saw someone in the parking garage at the Hive.  They just paced back and forth.

We’ve managed to secure Tannex.  The students are gone.  It’s just Radio, here.  District, Manor, Port City Review, and Honey Dripper found other places.  We’re not sure where they went.  They asked us to come.  They wanted us to.  But Alicia said she was born in this station, and she’s going to die in this station.  She’s the General Manager.  It’s not our place to question that.

Production Director Michael showed up with everything needed to set traps along the gate.  We didn’t question it, either.  It just seemed like something Michael would do.

There’s a lot of us here in this small space.  The Music Department is clearing out the attic space so that we’ll have some place warm to sleep.  We got rid of most things, except for the giant blow-up swan.  Alicia said we should hang it up outside as a flag.  It could be a beacon of hope.  Let people know that we’re alive.  That they haven’t taken the station yet.

I worry, though.  We tried to stock pile as best as we could, but we’re art students.  We have mostly paint.  None of us are painting majors, but we have a lot of paint for some reason.  We compiled a make-shift pantry in the Administrator’s office.  The only thing left in the fridge is a carton of coffee creamer.  Web Guy Antony says that we should save it as a treat.  We keep telling him that it’s not milk, but I don’t think he understands.

Maybe he does.  Maybe he just doesn’t want to believe it.  We’re all in denial.

II.

Content Director Liam says that it’s suicide to stay at the station.  There’s a hoard across the street at the Hive. It’s only a matter of time until they come for us.  He wants us to leave.  He says he has a plan, but won’t tell us what it is—he’s secretive that way—but if we want to live, we need to leave here.  Leave Savannah.

I agree.  But when I look at our little station, I can’t bring myself to leave.  Like what GM Alicia said: I was born here, and I will die here.

It’s getting late now.  Our food is running low.  The Family Dollar across the street has been ransacked.  We sent Music Director Gabrielle, her assistant, Olivia, and Video Editor Cole to scavenge.  They returned with off-brand markers and a roll of toilet paper.  Both useful, but neither are food.

Production Director Michael said that we need to go to the Hive and find food there.  It’s our only hope.  But GM Alicia doesn’t want us to.  Michael said that he will come up with a plan.  I hope he will.

He left after that.  Said he knew a guy.  We asked his assistant Leon who that was, but he just shrugged.  He said Michael knows lots of guys.  It’s been about a day since we saw him.

III.

GM Alicia hung up the inflatable swan outside off of the security gate.  She wrote, “SCAD Radio” on it with one of the markers.  It looks awful.

I saw the figure in the parking garage again.

IV.

Michael came back today with a trolley filled with explosives, and everything we’d need to take on the hoard.  We didn’t question any of this.  It just seemed like something Michael would do.

We’re going to sneak into the Hive tomorrow.

V.

The team was made of Production Director Michael, Content Director Liam, Music Director Gabrielle, GM Alicia, and myself.  Camera Guy Jacob wanted to document it.  Liam tried to convince him not to, but Jacob didn’t listen.  He says it’s for the movie.  We gave up asking what movie.  It’s like Web Guy Antony and the coffee creamer.  Let sleeping dogs lie.

We left a handful of the DJs at the station.  The management assistants, Olivia, Leon, and Ashton are in charge.  The DJs tried to come, but they’re what will keep SCAD Radio alive.  Ashton is working on getting our broadcast back up.  We need them there.

Michael said these zombies would be distracted by sound.  I hoped he was right.  He put our PA system in a trolley filled with explosives.  Blasting Metallica, we sent the trolley down Turner Blvd and straight into the Hive.  When the hoard got close, Michael detonated the trolley.  Took out most of them.

Inside the Hive, I saw “THE NEST” spray painted on the parking garage.  It was hard to see if the figure was there.

We were able to get into the Hive.  The kitchen smelt awful.  Most of the food went bad.  We took what we could and filled the wagon with it.  A hoard started to build outside of the cafeteria.  A few made their way inside.  We managed to thwart them, but outside, it was another story.

They were everywhere.  There were much more than we have anticipated.

We lost GM Alicia.  We almost made it out, but she tripped.  Her fanny pack unhooked in the chaos.  She had filled it with mace, mints, and a deck of playing cards she claimed to be good luck.  But the weight must’ve been too much.  She didn’t realize that it had fallen off.  I saw her trip.  The others pulled me away before I could get to her.  I tried…

We were surrounded.  I thought this would be it.  Even Jacob stopped filming.

Then, out of no where, the Bird Up DJs descended from the parking garage.  They saved us.  They said they set up shop in there because it seemed cool.  And honestly, during these times, that’s enough explanation for me. They managed to keep the zombies from leaving the Hive area.  They said they were mostly students in that hoard.  They think that maybe, they just didn’t want to leave. We tried to bring the three of them with us back to the station, but they said we’d just hold them back.  They were probably right.

They secured the gate behind us and we made it back to Tannex. Without our GM.  The first thing I saw was the inflatable swan, the sloppily written SCAD Radio…

I get it now.

VI.

I woke up in the middle of the night.  Made my way down to the lobby and saw Liam and Michael packing up.  They said they couldn’t stay here.  It wasn’t safe.  They were going to head north.  They had a plan, but of course, Liam wasn’t going to share it.  He’s like that.  I said goodbye, and watched them leave in a trolley.

I noticed that the inflatable swan had fallen to the ground.

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