The University has announced plans to establish residential neighborhoods by next fall. These are The Occasionally’s predictions on what the new neighborhoods will be.
They’re their own neighborhood. We predict little will change as a result.
La La Land
This neighborhood is home to all those frosh you would find at Celia’s after a big performance in Memorial Auditorium. Home of this year’s Gaieties star and at least half of the Mendicants, you’re bound to bump into someone singing a musical number or a cappella in the restroom.
It takes up all of campus.
For those hard-core humanities nerds, Paris will provide a beautiful backdrop for them to write their stunning debut novel or maybe a mediocre book of poetry. Just like the real City of Lights, Paris is full of culture, full of art and also everybody here smokes for some reason.
Something Named After A Eugenicist
We’re not sure which eugenicist yet, but a neighborhood will be named after one. Or maybe someone who committed a genocide.
All 12 members of Stanford’s Amateur Bagpipe Troupe living in a 40-square-foot space in the middle of Main Quad. Legend has it that their practices can be heard all the way from The Dish.
It’s the same as it is now, we just sequester all the frat dudes off so that we don’t have to deal with them. No one in or out.
The Pre-Professional District
Pre-law and pre-meds need a place where they can all sit and compare their 10-year plans. No one else should be forced to bear witness to their put-together-ness.
This neighborhood will be a small piece of land located in the middle of newly-refilled Lake Lagunita. Similar to the reality TV show Survivor, one student will be voted off the island each week.
No one knows exactly what happened to create the Zone, but legends and Geiger counters report that something is very, very wrong there. Some say the Zone was the result of a botched second coming, others say it was the work of aliens and physics profs say it was the result of a grad student named Dale accidentally spilling boba tea into a particle accelerator. Who can say for sure? Through the miasma of putrid fog, you can just make out the silhouettes of the students who have been doomed to wander the Zone forever. Inexplicably, they are all linguistics majors.
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