A Day of Caring

Sometimes when the food in the refrigerator is dwindling and the homework load is increasing at a rate similar to that of hamster reproduction, college kids just need a hug. We as a dorm acknowledge this fact, and therefore designated yesterday, September 3rd, 2009, as a day for the dorm to have a “Hugfest”-a day of showing our appreciation for the awesomeness that is us. We wrote this down on our nifty little whiteboard calendar in our hallway and began the festivities pretty much right when we awoke; whenever we would greet another member of our dorm, we would immediately give them a rather large hug, making our day infinitely better and making it impossible for a hint of sorrow to invade our dorm.

The only problem with this amazing plan to bring happiness to our dwelling was that it required at least one roommate to be around at all times. In a perfect world, this would not have been an issue. However, as it was, I was left alone in the dorm for quite a long time attempting to find solitary entertainment. Now at first, many diabolical uses for this time came into my brain, such as giving away all of my roommates’ clothes to bearded homeless men or making cookies but then eating them all myself before my roommates came back, but I eventually decided to be somewhat nicer, seeing as it was Hugfest and all. The result from this was that I don’t have much to report from the afternoon.

The evening, however, brought a bit more excitement. Daniel, Keenan, and I went over to a girls apartment to hang out, and instantly knew we were in for an awesome night when the first thing that happened was the girls bringing out a bunch of markers and paper and telling us we were going to draw “Teen Girl Squad” versions of ourselves. If you don’t know what that is, Google it right now. It’s worth your time. Anyways, after this we watched a bunch of videos of Flight of the Conchords (again, google it) and a few other miscellaneous things. It was a fairly enjoyable evening.

After this little adventure, we all returned to the dorm and realized that it was 11:55 and that there was only 5 minutes left in our Hugfest. We knew at that point that we had to make the best of what we had left, and therefore we got in a big dorm group hug for the last 5 minutes of the day. The levels of emotion during this process ranged from Daniel, who wasn’t very approving of it all, seeing as he was eagerly awaiting the end so he could go eat the rest of his corndog, to Evan, who was in the middle of all of us and was therefore very excited about life at that moment, to Steven, who we called in at about 11:57 and who was very confused about what was going on. But I do believe for everyone involved, with the possible exception of Daniel, these last five minutes were the best of the day. Male bonding time is certainly always a favorite.