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Here Comes Miami Spice Bridget is willing to em ploy almost anything to nab Bart, the hunky football player—including S-E-X Then again, that act means no more to witchy Bridg et than "taking out the gar bage .” But ifg/ie keeps fooling around with Bart, her erst while "friend" Merc will blab a deep, dark secret—and Bridg et will just die! Meanwhile, the dean is spying on stu dents—including cumpus band members who may be using (drum roll*contrailed substances. Such shenanigans are par for the courses at Weston Uni versity, the mythical setting for the upcoming University of Miami-produced soap opera, "Passions " And of course, like the Carringtons on "Dynas ty," everyone at WU is good looking—even the faculty. Former Miami Dolphin quar terback Boh Griese is set to appear as a coach. Griese’s cameo will be un paid, since the soap is a no budget venture "We haven’t got a cent," says "Passions" originator Judy Wallace, as sociate professor of telecom munications But unlike "General Hospital," the college soap doesn’t need expensive sets or high-priced stars In stead, "Passions" uses equip ment from the student-run campus cable station to film for free in dorm rooms and local hangouts And the soap casts students who are thrilled to act the parts of the assorted vix ens and villains More than 90 students audi tioned for 24 regular parts on the show, which uirs this month on the university cable system Will it be half uh steamy as that other local prod uct, "Miami Vice”? "1 hope to God not," says Wallace. Still, there are many episodes of "Passions" to go—and who knows what Bridget might do? CHOICE An Illustrious Alumna Many schools are hard pressed to come up with exciting themes for their anniversary celebrations, but Mount Saint Vincent Col lege had to look no farther than the headlines When the Bronx, NY, college marks its 75th birthday this month, part of the program will be dedicated to Corazon Aquino, the new president of the Philip pines—and member of the class of '53. Aquino’s dramatic defeat of the Marcos regime has brought pride and prestige to a small (1,000 students) co educational liberal-arts college that was not widely renowned for illustrious alumnae "It ulways used to be a pain to explain where you go to col lege,” says Lynn Gensoli, a sophomore whose father is of Filipino extraction. "Now we can say, 'Mount Saint Vin cent—you know, that's where Cory went’.” The Aquino fervor at the Mount (as the students call the school) burst forth as soon as she took charge in February. A banner proclaiming "Our Woman Won” was draped on the administration building Posters of her smiling face cropped up all over campus, and the school took out a full page congratulatory ad in The New York Times. Tina Lop ingco, a senior who emigrated from the Philippines in 1979, immediately set about assem bling a scrapbook of articles on the election and the school to send to her heroine. Students also launched a drive to refurbish Cory’s old dorm room to display a collec tion of memorabilia. Faculty memories of the young, shy French major—who was a T>« « Vln*ro* pco-O'* CORAZON \OUINO he, K»<^r**,lp ,nd p«» •*»' m.y *«t“» ,S* HUP*— r*°,,K member of the French and Math clubs, secretary of the Ep silon Psi honor society and performer of the "tinikling,” a Filipino folk dance, in campus talent shows—shouldn’t be hard to assemble, as several of Taking Their Aurals at Syracuse At Syracuse, as at some oth- | er schools, students vent their exam anxiety the primai way: they shout, shout, shout it all out. In early March, at the peak of midterms, hun dreds of pent-up crammers flung their windows open and screeched in assorted styles for 15 minutes. Some were ver bal: "I hate my professor” and "I can't stand it anymore.” Others weren’t, issuing Tar zan yells and one blood-cur dling noise that was described as "orgasmic.” Planning for these aurals began last fall during finals. "We talked about how frustrated we felt, said Bob Stohrer, a communi cations major who helped to organize the noise. "We just wished we could scream to let off the tension.” Later this se mester the howlers hope to ex tend their therapy to 15 min utesevery night during finals. ILLUSTRATION RV PETER CMMSVK