In Which I go to College and Mature...

A child leaves home for college and suddenly they are no longer a child but have blossomed into a adult. Well maybe not always...
Yes college does mature a teenager, but it also gives them freedom to do things that weren't allowed under their parent's supervision.

Take for instance one Sunday night. A few of us were gathered around the table nourishing ourselves on leftovers. A bowl of finger jello accompanied the meal. Before my very horrified eyes I watched as one of the boys proceeded to slurp the whole piece of jello into his month. He wasn't finished though, he slide the Jiggular right back out! Everyone was highly amused by the shocked look on my face. Surely I thought I was dreaming when of my female friends did the very same thing! Sheepishly announcing "we never got finger jello at home"!

Slurping however soon became dull, and the Olympics of food began. Yes, these college students were spitting their jello across the table with a very violent force. Head were ducking up in down to avoid being painted with gelled artificial coloring and flavor.

So the secret is out, college may mature a person but it may immature them anymore. You are probably wondering did I try? Don't ask silly questions, I would never be so unlady like under normal circumstances:)

Sneaky Seniors...or Maybe Not

Thursday found Chapel rather empty and far too quiet. The seniors had gone off on their annual senior sneak.
Their objective was to disappear and not be noticed until they had fled campus. However the whole thing was photographed by even sneakier Juniors:)

Apparently the seniors decided since they hadn't gone out with a bang they would come back with one. Oh and did they ever.

4:30 am I'm sleeping quite peacefully and resting up from the weekend. Abruptly my slumber is disturbed by the phone ringing. Dearest roommate leaped from her warm bed to take the call. Just a friendly notice from a senior announcing they were back. How thoughtful of them.

They needn't have called for very quickly and efficiently two senior guys managed to wake the whole campus; by driving around in circles and blaring their horns very repetitiously. Needless to say the entire school didn't get more than 5 hours of sleep, if not less.

I do dare say those seniors indirectly blessed us with a lesson of practicing a cheerful attitude when one feels just the opposite.

Oh my I will miss those crazy seniors next year.

Saturday Life

Saturday on a college campus means...
Very quiet, students are either sleeping or have escaped from the compound, er I mean campus, to the free world.
Homemade breakfasts, omelets to order, homemade biscuits, fresh baked cinnamon rolls. The Vice President of the school has more talents than just teaching.
Homework perhaps, by the end of the day one feels very guilty for not doing a thing. Or there is a smug feeling of having accomplished much while everyone else was relaxing.
Leftovers in the fridge, some things you a very happy to see again. Other things not so much, like a reappearing nightmare.
Fellowship, by evening there is no longer an obligation to do homework and the fun begins. A movie or two, a game of Sardines in the darkened Admin, or a random library game.

Saterday for me today means fresh clean sheets and the hope of finishing my last paper.