So, I got done doing some street bicycle stunting, and I came back to my dorm, which is a tower, I live on the 11th floor. Anyways there were these guys playing on their guitars, so i told them to play some danger music as I rode my bike around my hall, because I thought my RA wasnn't home yet, and hey, it's cool to ride around inside. Now, I've already been talked to twice about riding in the halls, but I had just nailed a new trick, was feeling good, and I *thought* my RA was gone, so I didn't give a flip. I took off like a pro slalom racer, wheeling the halls, railing the corners, and raming the walls as i tried to set a new speed record. I make it around like 4 times, hauling a$$, riping posters off the wall, and just before I come around the corner where the two guys are playing, i hear "STOP TIM!!!!!!" from them yelling at me. But I didn't know what was going on so I railed the corner and low and behold, my RA was standing there, giving me 'the look'. Turns out he had been in his room the whole time, which was like two doors down from the guitar guys. So now i got written up for doing sports inside the dorms....whoohoo meeee!!! At least my RA was dope about it, he was all like, dude you know Im gonna have to write you up for this, and i was like yeah, whatever, i guess so. It's starting to look bad, I've had an issue with one person or another from the housing department at a rate of about every 2-3 weeks. :mumble: AHH, college.