maybe it's because every few days, as i decide to take a break from school work i'll come on here, in hopes of finding a written treasure and i find nothing.
maybe it's because i feel the need to write something that i will later be able to look back on.
it's halloween.
there is an intro bio test on tuesday that most people are studying for tonight, as there was a review session scheduled in the evening. i am studying on my own, in my common room, alongside other studious dormies. i made soup and had leftover ice cream and cake. i watched some friends get all dressed up again, and overhead the mob of halloween carolers practice their caroling before heading out.
my birthday was friday.
it was a strange combination of being ambushed by people wishing me a happy birthday and interrogated by others, "how old are you?," "why so young?," "do you feel any different?." the best reaction i got to my age was, "ohh, you're old enough ;)". yes, that wink was included; twas a bit creepy, but funny. my parents sent me cake, ice cream, balloons, party hats, and plastic noise makers which mixed well with a couple of bottles of pink wine and friends. the night ended with us heading to a dance party in one of the other dorm common rooms.
saturday was harvest ball.
despite being out so late, i managed to wake up early, on a quest to get breakfast and begin a dance paper. as i walked into the dining hall, this guy ran up to me and gave me a long hug. after breakfast with him, my paper, then pumpkin carving/pie-ing, i came back to get dressed for the night with my dormies. there was a live band, reel big fish; wicked costumes, and a flailing of bodies. ska is the best live music to dance to. i don't think dancing has ever been such a cathartic part of my life as it is becoming at this school.
between the work, the rain, and the work, i feel that dancing is what keeps us well.
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