A Wild and Sedate Weekend (Days 23 and 24)

I know, a contradictory title, right? Well, it's a pretty apt description of this weekend. The weekend started out in a pretty wild fashion...due to Buddy Dance! As I explained in my last post, no first-year knows his/her buddy, so it's a total surprise. For me, it was a really big surprise. At 10 PM, second-years can officially start picking up their buddies. All the first-years wait in their rooms until their buddy comes. In my dorm, Mont Blanc, it's a tradition that all the first-years switch rooms, in order to confuse their buddy. As I sat in Sebastian (my RA)'s room, I was excited, nervous and worried. (What's new?) My biggest fear was that I'd open the door and not know the name of my buddy. Fortunately, that was not the case. After waiting for 40 minutes, and getting more and more worked-up, my buddy finally arrived. She went to my room first, and found that I was not there...but then she found me! Who is/was my buddy? Nofar, from Israel! She's really, really cool, and a great buddy.

After "picking me up", we went off to another dorm. When we got there, I was amazed. There were about 5 other couples there (I say couples for lack of a better word), and a TON of food. Seriously, Nofar had cooked up a storm! We hung out there for about an hour, just talking and getting to know each other. Once we'd finished chatting, we headed up to the actual dance. Although Buddy Dance is officially a dance, its mainly a night to spend with your buddies. Several people didn't go to the dance and just hung out with their buddies (which I consider a bit boring), but Nofar was basically in charge of the dance, so we went. At the dance, you get your official picture taken before entering the dance.

Buddy!

Group Pic!

The dance itself was really fun, lasting about two and a half hours, by which time it was 2 in the morning. My friends were all teasing me about being up "past my bedtime". (On weeknights, I generally go to bed pretty early, but on weekends I stay up late). After leaving the dance, Nofar and I hung out for awhile, just talking and enjoying each others' company. It was a great night, and I had a fantastic time.

The rest of the weekend by comparison, was well, sedate. When I went to bed at 4, I had no expectations of getting up before noon. Unfortunately, my body just isn't used to sleeping late, and I woke up at 11:30. The rest of Saturday just went by in a blur. Sunday was slightly more eventful. Rising at the early hour of 10 AM, I worked out for an hour, and then got some homework done (what a foreign concept). In the afternoon, we had something called dorm day. Dorm Days occur every once and awhile, and they are basically a chance for the dorm to hang out and get to know each other better. Today, we hung out together in the fieldhouse for a couple of hours, just playing soccer and basketball, which was a lot of fun. Afterward, we had pizza and soda (a nice break from the monotonous routine of the caf), and watched Green Street Hooligans together as a dorm. All in all, it was a pretty good afternoon, and enough to distract me from the crisis of the day. On Sunday morning, one of my good friends, Hannah, had severe stomach pains and the nurse thought it was appendicitis. Nothing like a little excitement for Sunday morning. Fortunately, despite my worrying, it turned out to be nothing at all!

So, all in all, it was a wild and sedate weekend. I certainly miss the peace and quiet that I used to get at home (you must be crazy to think that you'd get that here), but I also love all that's going on around me! Sadly, it's the start of another week--back to the grind. I'll post on Wednesday--I hope everyone has a great week!