They haven't watched "Love Story" yet, and not everybody knows whether or not they passed the QRR or the language placement test. But Harvard's Class of 1993 has been in the Yard for almost a week, and there is only one more dance to go. They've taken all of the tests, they've sampled the Square's finest ice cream, they've had proctor meetings and they've decorated their rooms. With Orientation Week behind them, the Class of '93 is anxious to get beyond the introductions.

"I feel like I should be wearing a T-shirt that says my name, where I'm from, where I'm living now and what classes I want to take," says Marian Berger, pushing her not-quite-empty tray across the Union table.

"I did like it, but I'm ready to settle down into classes and into a group of people without having to introduce myself to everyone all the time."

Berger's dinner companion, a high school friend from Cincinnati, agrees it's time for Orientation Week to end.

"The name game is really hard, but it has been helpful. It forces you to keep meeting new people, which makes adapting to Harvard a little bit easier," says Michael Hill.

"The first couple of days you think, "This is awesome," but after a while you are just ready to stop. There is only so much you can tolerate," he says.

At the next table down, Arthur Toth says it will be easier to get to know his classmates after Orientation Week ends.

You see somebody, you say, "Hi, I'm so-and-so I'm from here,' and that's about as deep as the relationship gets," Toth says.

And he adds, "If I see one more panel discussion I'm going to die."

"I love the East," says Somara Saha, laughing as she explains that she "didn't drive" from her home in Arizona. "One thing that really surprised me was [that] I had heard that people in New England were really cool, but everyone has been really friendly."

"It's a really good idea to have an orientation period. Of course, the generic questions--what's your name, where are you from, what classes are you taking--are awkward, but it's a way to meet people. You meet someone totally different, you have nothing in background common to them and it gives you something to say."

"Everything this whole week is kind of a blur," says Husam Ansari, sitting on a Matthews Hall window seat, which has already become a favorite seat. "I remember conversations, but I can't remember who they were with. There have been too many."

"It is the same thing with meals. I know I have been eating, but I really can't remember what I ate for lunch or dinner on any of the days," Ansari adds. "Or I'll be telling people stories and then I'll have to stop in the middle to ask if I already told that person that story."

"But the week has gone really slowly. I feel like I have been here forever. I think it's because I've gotten to know my roommates so well that I can't believe it has only been a week. Also it must be because I didn't sleep at all, and I got up early. The days were very long."

"Grays [Hall] is the kick-ass dorm," yells Jake Silverman, running up the stairs to his third-floor room.