School Shmool

You may not have known my life was in mortal peril for the past two weeks, which is why I haven't posted in so long. However, having survived the two weeks of hell and having welcomed the new baby angels into the Pi Phi house, life can return to normal. Or at least, as normal as life ever is in this little college town I like to call home. Unfortunately school starts tomorrow (hiss), but luckily this smart college student doesn't have class until 12:10 on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. Be jealous.

After being here for only two weeks, I can already tell it's going to be a great year. Life in college station is nothing if not eventful. It's also a year of firsts: first year of recruitment, first year to live in the pi phi house, first time to camp out for football tickets, first time trying to figure out how to get to campus for classes (unnecessary) and many other firsts that haven't happened yet.

Camping out for football tickets: done. Disclaimer: camping is probably not the right word for my experience. For some strange reason, the weather has actually been in the 80s here in good ol' CS, which made our nighttime vigil much better than it could have been. Unfortunately, someone couldn't do simple math and only brought 1 air mattress for four people to fight over. Did the three gentlemen I was with offer it to me? HAH. One of them passed out on it at the early hour of 4 am leaving the rest of us to fend for ourselves with 2 lawn chairs, one of those round chairs, a snuggie and one sleeping bag. This was all AFTER we had to relocate our campsite because Old Faithful in the form of a broken sprinkler decided to go off, soaking my blanket, pillow, and t-shirt. Thanks and gig 'em. I found myself wishing for the Weasley's tent from the Quidditch World Cup...not for the first time. Or at least another air mattress. However, the night was successful because we ended up with all of our tickets for the Arkansas game! Whoop!

There also seems to be an interesting tradition of me needing to rescue some friends on my first weekends back in college. I am SUCH a good friend. (mean girls reference). Driving around at 2 am on friday nights in College Station always gives you some interesting glimpses into people's lives. Example: seeing some guy passed out in his car at the light at the intersection of George Bush and Texas. At least he was wearing his seatbelt.

Even though I'm not so thrilled for home work and school and class and responsibility and all that other nonsense for which people think they go to college, I am inexpressibly excited for this year and everything that it will bring.

Fighting Texas Aggie Class of 2013 A-A-A-A-A, it's gonna be one helluva year!