I think the state of my room says a lot about how quickly this year has passed. I think back to move-in day all the way back in September, when my floor was spotless, my books all organized, and my backpack totally empty. Now, with only 15 days left of term (but who's counting?), my room is in a state of disarray. I step over discarded notebooks and papers on my way to my drawers, stuffed haphazardly with poorly folded clothes, flip over a few of those notebooks and papers to find a specific paper I need, and then get close to pulling a muscle trying to lift my backpack from my bed.
C of I is known far and wide for having intelligent and multi-talented students, but did you know that Yotes are extrordinarily good-looking as well?
Mr. CASAnova is a man-pageant, which showcases the dashing good looks you see around campus. Ten extremely talented men shed their inhibitions (and the occassional shirt) to raise money for a great and very worthy cause, CASA (Court Appointed Special Advocates). They dressed as sea creatures, they danced, they rapped, they played guitar, piano, and slammed some poetry. They really put themselves on display.
Other than finals weeks, I don't think I've seen my fellow Yotes more stressed out than during the week of Room Draw. Everywhere I went last week, I would run into someone frantically fretting over the number they had been assigned, worrying that their previous residential plans would now be undermined by sheer luck (or unluck) of the draw. Combined with the fact that the number of single rooms has dwindled since last year in preparation for the large incoming freshman class, my fellow sophomores seemed afraid for their futures, even moreso than I did during registration last semester.
This semester I'm taking SOC-100, the introduction to Sociology class. This is another chance for me to sample one of The College's brand new professors before I leave. It's being taught by Dr. Scott Draper, and to my satisfaction we've already dived into the methodological staples of sociology.One of the assignments I'm currently writing up is a mini-quantitative study. We were asked to deal with a question regarding gender and being a Greek student, I found this an easy chance to answer some of my curiosities about my campus.
So this might seem like a shameless plug. Because it is. As some of you might have cottoned on by my previous posts, I am in a fraternity. It is called Delta Tau Delta. It is a cool group of guys from all over the world. Yes, the world. We have had brothers in the chapter from all sorts of places. Kuna, Meridian, Germany, Boise, Palestine, Mexico, Caldwell, India. It's pretty diverse. We are pretty smart. Last term, on the average we got a 3.5 GPA.
And it is that time of year again. It's starting to feel a lot like Christmas here at the College, with many events taking place celebrating this festive time of year. One of my favourite events which takes place on campus and I try to attend every year is the Delt's Charity Ball.
Even though the weather is cold and grey enough to turn everyone at C of I into the most sluggish of reptiles, giving up movement and energy is something no one can afford to do just now. Though we hit the midpoint mark of the semester a while ago, now is the time that professors are reminding us that there are still half the semester’s points left to earn, and the tests and assignments are piling up to prove it.
After a week away it’s good to be back on campus. One of the first things I did was go to my sorority’s weekly meeting, which we call chapter. Chapter dress code varies from black formal to business casual, and once in a while we’ll have a themed chapter. This Sunday was one such night, and because it’s the Halloween week, we all came in costume. My president came as a piñata, our Vice President of Standards came as David Bowie in Labyrinth, our Corresponding and Recording Secretary was Cinderella, and I was a Frenchman, with beret, wineglass, striped shirt, and baguette.
Is it news to anyone else that pumpkins are technically fruits? I just found that out this morning, and it blew my mind. I went through 19 years of life thinking that they were just oversized vegetables, like ugly, bulbous versions of carrots. I guess it takes buying a cart full of them for a giant group carving session for me to appreciate the complexities of the pumpkin.
Campus Greek life is in full swing—the three national sororities are having formal recruitment this week, and two of the three fraternities are having their rush. For the sororities, formal recruitment spells out evenings spent hosting events to become better acquainted with girls interested in joining, and intended to let those interested girls find their best fit.