When I returned home after completing my first semester of college, I told my family about some of my regular activities as a college student. I told them about how much I enjoyed eating in the dining hall with friends, watching sporting events in the boys' hall's lounge, and making late night runs to Cook Out (a Southern fast food chain known for its forty-one flavors of premium milkshakes). They smiled and said how nice college sounded; however, when I told them about some of my other usual weekend activities, like writing on my dorm’s hallway walls with markers, inventing new recipes for quesadillas, and constructing blanket forts, they were a little confused.
I tried to explain how fun and normal it was to hang out under a fort constructed of blankets. Then I tried to explain how beautiful the drawings on our hallways walls are and how it helped my hall meet and bond with each other. Finally, I tried to tell my family how delicious melted chocolate and peanut butter (or Junior Mints or Reeses Pieces or broken Oreos) taste in a warm tortilla, but they were still concerned.
Despite my family’s inability to understand or appreciate the originality (okay, eccentricity) of my first semester, I hope my second is just as fun. And I hope they believe me when I tell them how many hours I spend in my carrel in the library.
Top: quesadilla ingredients. Tortillas from the Used Food Store (49 cents for each package) and peanut butter are essential; the syrup quesadilla was less delicious and more soggy than other varieties.
Bottom: the sign marking the entrance to the Blanket Fort.
1 comment:
I LOVE blanket forts. LOVE.
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