OMG, can you believe it's already Dec. 5? Professors are cramming in the tests and papers for the last week of classes. Miller Hall has resorted to bringing in puppies to alleviate our pre-finals stress. My RA decorated the bulletin board with good places to study around campus and it was mad depressing. There are currently 14 people massed in my hall's common room, which is festively decked out with Christmas lights, trying to squeeze in some quality bonding time before we are all whisked away to our respective library cubicles.
Gloom is for squares, so I thought I'd spread some good feelings and cheer to celebrate this past semester. Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the Greatest Hits of Fall Semester '11:
Best meal
Thanksgiving Thursday at Dewick. If you upperclassmen were unlucky enough to not score a guest pass for this one, too bad for you. There were mussels and crab cakes and little pastries you could fill with mushrooms. I ate at least four different foods featuring butternut squash. To be honest, there was little I didn't eat. I had a hard time breathing for the next few hours, but believe me, it was worth it. DMac, you really outdid yourself.
Best day
Nov. 9. It was unseasonably beautiful outside, and I had my second picnic of the week on the President's Lawn. It was also a Wednesday, which is my favorite day of the week.
Best fashion trend
Wearing spring attire in late November because it was freakin' beautiful outside!
Best hacked Facebook status
I don't think I can publish it.
Best guest lecturer
Bill Clinton. Remember when I kept griping about not being able to see him? Yeah, sorry about that. My friend Stephen Thompson gave me a ticket Sunday at 5:23 p.m. So if you see Stephen, give him a pat on the back for me. Same goes for Bill.
Best foliage
Packard Avenue. In early November, if you started near Olin and made your way down, it was a little magical. If you started at Hodgdon and made your way up, you probably didn't notice it because you were busy concentrating on how to make it up that monster of a hill.
Best unintentionally disparaging comment
I've gotta hand this one to a fine young lad named Jack. I had been lamenting my lack of a love life and he offered to help me out. By "offered to help me out," I mean he said, "You should try [some guy]. He has really low standards." I've been hardened by remarks like that in the past, so I wasn't particularly hurt. That doesn't mean I didn't pretend to be. I'm still on a bit of an ego trip from all of the compliments that ensued.
Best friend
Not Jack.
Best thing I ever saw in Hodgdon
An entire pumpkin pie. There is little in life more dear to me than my unlimited meal plan.
Best semester??!?!?!?!!!
Or best semester ever? It's certainly been a good start to my collegiate adventure.
These are the things I'll be remembering when I've been studying for so long I can't feel my brain. Sure, one of the goals of being here is to get good grades and graduate, but there are so many experiences to be had that aren't strictly academic. Can fond memories (and puppies) carry us through finals season? I'm banking on yes.
