this year's hell-o night was lame, at least for my company. we did an about face and made three points of contact with the bulkhead (ie toes, knees, nose), lights were turned off. when the whistle blew, upperclass started yelling. then we started yelling. this went on for about twenty minutes, after which we finally got to "meet" the rest of the company. our training officer gave us a little speech, we sang Blue and Gold, and plebe summer was over.