This year's United for Uganda annual junior/senior lock in raised over 1,500 dollars. People danced and played dodge ball and various card games all night long. But that's just how it looked on the surface. To investigate, OG reporter Erika Belmont went undercover as an innocent high school student just looking for a good time. Here is what she reported:

9:15
Walk in to the Uni. All the lights are off and music is blaring. Where are all the supposed dancers for the supposed dance? Very disappointing. Five dancers at most, and all of them are girls. Meanwhile a big awkward group lurks near the north entrance. Very un-cool. Go dance!

9:30
Mr. Sutton rounds up those awkward lurkers. Dancers now include almost equal amounts of both genders—very exciting and almost revolutionary for Uni dances. I’m impressed.

10:00
Ms. Kovacs circles around the dances giving more severe glares then I’ve seen in a long time. It’s very hot. Lots of people disappear to go find cups of water in the heavily stocked kitchen.

11:00
After a successful dance (which for Uni means that there were guys present), we all congregate for local musician/activist Patrick Mustain and his sister, Adrian Mustain. The fight for seats is vicious. Many people wind up on the floor. The music starts. I’m impressed, the music is pretty good.

11:10
Relaxing and soothing tones are putting me in a sleepy mood. Must escape before sleep overcomes me! Escape plans are successful and I find myself in the kitchen where other tired individuals have been forced to do the same as I. We awkwardly sneak bits and pieces of food from UFU members who are preparing for the food time later.

12:00
The cry for dodge ball goes up and a very excited horde of students rush to the door where we are met by a minor setback—stupid sophomores (not really, I like many of you sophomores). But anyways, Mr. Sutton informs us that we have to wait for the sophomores to leave. A groan goes up, and we awkwardly mill around by the door excitedly talking about dodge ball (it’s on everybody’s mind).

12:15
Yeah sophomores have left. Dodge ball time! We all surge forward to Uni gym in an excited run. Not really, it just seems like it—everybody is so excited. People warm up for the greatly anticipated juniors vs. seniors game.

12:45.
The juniors have now beaten the seniors about three times now, which is saying a lot since Mr. Sutton has called many jailbreaks when the game looked about over. Yeah for junior dominance! (Perhaps its only because of the huge number of juniors compared to seniors… shhhh.) A game of brunettes vs blondes and Malcolm starts. The blondes find themselves hugely outnumbered. They put up an impressive stand but are overpowered by the great mass of dark haired individuals. A game of boys vs. girls start. This time the girls are the underdog, but we (I played for almost a minute) still put up a good fight. It should be noted that I was sitting in the stands watching for most of the time, but I was still very thoroughly entertained.

1:20
People are tired of dodge ball. Because of my superior knowledge (I am among the small group of individuals that actually looked at the lock in schedule before arriving), I know that our main meal is coming up. I rush back to Uni before everyone else gets a clue, and am thus one of the first people in line. I’m shocked by the vast amounts of food. Spaghetti, lasagna, macaroni, fruit, bread, pizza, veggies, potatoes, cookies, juice, soda, and coffee cover the tables.

1:40
After sufficiently stuffing my stomach, I make my way to room [check room number] for Annie’s slideshow on Uganda. I am amazed and feel enlightened in a way, but not in a good way if that makes sense. Maybe if I had taken some more time to look up from my calculus homework I would’ve known the situation in Uganda is far from being resolved. This situation is going on as I type this, and probably as you read this. I urge you to go read more…

2:30
The games begin. Mr. Sutton puts on “Blood Diamond” in the lounge. Video games are set up in room 106N. A ping pong table has appeared in the senior alcove. Various board games come out. Various card games are started. I find myself immersed in an intense game of Hearts. We split up into two person teams since so many people want to play. Me and my teammate manage to evade that evil queen of spades for most of the time but when we finally get it, it's tragic.

3:00
Hearts becomes boring. One team keeps losing. We split up and I proceed to the kitchen where we start a game of monopoly. The monopoly set we are using is really lacking in money and there is not enough to go around. Intense cheating and playful shouting (as playful as shouting can be...) ensues. My partner and I steal lots of properties and we declare ourselves as the winners…as do all the other teams. Yeah monopoly!

3:00-5:30
Our inability to not cheat in monopoly causes the game to split up. I proceed to a game of mahjong where a group of onlookers lament about how they don't get the game and then try to steel tiles to build towers with. They make an important discovery however--the tiles are magnetic! Increasing numbers of people make their way to the lounge to sleep. I never do and make the perhaps bad decision of staying up all night. After mahjong I dabble in different card games and watch people play video games.

5:30-7
Mr. Stone and others start to cook breakfast. The pancakes are particularly yummy, but maybe that's because I've been surviving on soda and cookies the whole night. A group of us go blast music in the lounge to wake people up and people congregate there to sing to Backstreet Boys and Britney Spears while trying to avoid calls to clean up. People go off for a walk with Mr. Stone and next thing we know Kovacs is essentially kicking us out. I head home yawning my head off.

So theres the story of my intense and long night. However corny this sounds, I had a really fun time while supporting an important cause. I can hardly wait for next year.