We all know the feeling (at least I hope I'm not the only one). We all know the feeling one gets when one thing is suddenly sending the world off its axis. Days happen when we put our shoes on before our pants. Days happen when we sleep through four alarms. Days happen when we nod off in every single class. These. Days. Just. Happen.
Today, I walked out of Hayman to get some lunch, and saw that the sidewalk was wet like it usually is when the sprinklers have just been on. Because of all the recent smoke, I didn’t think twice about the gray sky. But I noticed something was different about today. Unlike when the sprinklers are on, EVERYTHING was wet: Real. Life. Rain. Wet grass, and the unmistakable fragrance of the first rain in a long time.
I like to think that I’m a fairly hard-working person. However, I have one weakness. I don’t always like to cook. Don’t get me wrong: I cook a mean omelet when cornered. But sometimes I just have days when I just don't want to cook. This has certainly burgeoned my relationship with all of our lovely Bon Appetit staff. As a senior, I don’t spend as much time in Simplot as your average freshman, but McCain has been one of my favorite bases since my freshman year. I’ve really come to value the communal experience that simply eating offers here at the college.
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.
With the first week down and classes in full swing, I could feel the pressure starting pile up on me. I have learnt to deal with stress quite well during my time here, and one of the best ways to deal with stress is to simply get away. I was lucky enough to have a weekend off soccer just when the Outdoor Program decided to hold a backpacking trip to Stanley, Idaho. Having never seen the Sawtooths, I signed up straight away. We left Friday night after class and backpacked until Sunday morning.
While I was still a senior in high school comparing various colleges and what they had to offer, one of the lowest priorities on my list was finding a campus with a thriving Greek Life. I never saw myself joining a fraternity, ever. I identified more with Lewis and Gilbert from Revenge of the Nerds than I did with Bluto and Otter in National Lampoon's Animal House, two films which colored my expectations of Greeks before I ever actually met one. That sort of fraternity life was hardly a good reason to look into an institution of higher education.
On Saturday night, after morning of racing against my teammates and alumni, and eating lunch at Imelda’s, which was good enough to rival even the food in the caf (which is saying a lot, I absolutely LOVE the food here!), I found myself eating dinner with the lovely people of Hayman Third North. Someone suggested going to Boise for the evening, and checking out the Street Fair ... I mean, the “hippie fair.”
On Wednesday night, I got to meet the latest crop of Heritage Scholars. All the freshmen and some of the upperclassmen gathered in Blatchley, divided into teams, and set off on a photo scavenger hunt across campus with the goal of getting as many photo items as possible while getting to know our group. I was on a team with two freshmen, Colton and Demir, and a Russell, a junior.
Unpacking and getting class-ready have consumed my first week on campus, and after my first couple days of classes, I feel like I'm already back in the college routine. It seriously feels like I never left for the summer! It has been sooooo nice to catch up with friends on campus, and it is great to see new faces on campus too. Here is a brief synopsis of my week back in Caldwell...