here's my story for today:

so i'm riding my bike, and i see a man dressed in a black suit, pushing a cart, a big industrial cart, with what looked like a dead body. wrapped in black plastic garbage bags, tape was wrapped around it, and it's legs were sticking out, with pants and shoes on it. i said "holy fuck" under my breath and kept on biking.
a little further up, i see a dead body wrapped in the garbage bags again, this time propped up against the bus stop right outside of bessey hall. i stop my bike, just linger there for a second. this time i said "what the FUCK?" out loud, to the dead body, thinking that candid camera would pop out and play a joke on me or something. i looked around for other students, some were approaching, and i was already freaked the fuck out, so i rode on. my heart was pounding, i just wanted to get the hell back to my dorm room.
so i run upstairs, and relay the whole story to bridge totally out of breath, sweating, freaking out. she is intrigued, and said "well let's go." so bridge and i run back over there, and she points to a different guy now, rolling one of the bodies on the cart. except his cart is one of those dolly's, so the body is being pushed upright, but it's kind of slouching over. of course, this is all happening right outside of the auditorium, sort of by The Rock, where about 30 kids are standing or walking.
this is about when we suspect this is some sort of sick joke, some stupid goth-wannabe fuckers who are desperate losers. so he readjusts the body, and starts to wheel it by about 15 people waiting for the bus. the kids are all kind of freaking out, they have looks of horror on their faces, cuz it was a pretty sick sight. right as he's wheeling by, the guy i saw earlier comes with his dead body, and they together roll their bodies towards the back of the auditorium. at this point, i start running towards these two guys, and i yelled "what the fuck are you doing?" yeah, they didn't answer. surprise. so now i'm pissed, cuz not only are they some sick fucks trying to pull some stupid act, but they won't even respond to people. so bridge and i go around the other way, to cut them off. we eventually find them at kresge art center, hidden by the river, standing amongst themselves, a group of about 10 people all dressed in black, the black garbage bags flapping in the wind on the ground. they are sitting there laughing about the reactions of the people. at this point, i am fuming.
i was this close to calling the police, i was so pissed. if these stupid kids are going to "make a statement", then fuck, they should make the fucking statement instead of just doing it and not backing themselves up. they were cowards, ignorant people who just wanted to freak others out. so after i decided not to call the police (cuz what could the police really do about it?) bridge and i just stood there, watching them. i stared them down for about 5 minutes. they looked over at me, and i just stared, and then a few of them waved at me, a sick wave, and i yelled "yeah, good times" in a sarcastic tone and just remained standing there, totally grimming them down. i think they got a little nervous, cuz i just stood there, and one guy balled up the garbage bags and threw them in the garbage. they sort of broke up, a few went inside, two wheeled the dolly and cart back inside the building. bridge and i finally left after a good 5-minutes of staring at them.
yeah, you'll see my published letter to the State News in a later blog, i'll assure you that.