Sitting in class last week, I felt K. draw a cross with a pen on the back of my neck.
I turned around and whispered, "What are you doing?"

She replied:

"Nothing. I was just showing S. where I would need to stab you for you to die instantly."

Should I be worried?

We have all sorts of funnily-named people in college.
People have been nicknamed Darling Dingdong in this place, after all.

But now Sal and I really want to see what happens if this girl gets in:

BARCELONA PANDA

Who names their child that? Seriously? An endangered Spanish mammal?