First of all, sorry for my long hiatus, I've been sick with maybe the same flu Asiya had. I get sick maybe once a year, so it's always a big dramatic deal in my mind, and I stop doing anything until I get better. My roommate, on the other hand, has strep throat and is going to perform in a play tonight anyway (a student-directed one-act, I Rise in Flame, Cried the Phoenix by Tennessee Williams). Different strokes, I guess.
Secondly, check it out! It's finally official: Carleton holds the world record for most people spooning. I don't think I ever wrote about it on here, but I took part in this momentous event as spoon #390-something. Watch the video blog entry about it for more details.
In other news, room draw numbers just came out for the last time it will ever matter to me, which is weird. I'm 190; 89 is the highest number any of my friends has; two of them are in the 400s. So we probably won't be living the awesome senior high life in a townhouse or a Memorial suite, but we can still get something pretty decent. Everyone always says room draw causes drama among friends, because the person with the highest number gets to pick who they'll draw into their room, but I haven't seen that happen so far.
Finally, I don't think I've ever written about Midwinter Ball on here, which is remarkable because it's one of the most anticipated events of winter term. Basically it's like a prom, only you don't have to go with a date and the pictures you take beforehand are way less awkward. There are live bands in the Great Hall and the Sevy Tea Room (this year the Tea Room was latin dance, which was a lot of fun), and you get to see everyone dressed to the nines, which makes the student body startlingly attractive for one night (Carleton is known for its laissez-faire style of dress, which makes people stereotype the students as unattractive when really they just don't care enough about appearances to get made up and dressed up every morning, for the most part). This year, a professional ice sculptor came the day before and taught students how to sculpt ice, so there were ice sculptures decorating the walkway up to Sayles (my favorite was the urinal – clever, clever, whoever you are). Here are some of my pictures of the ball from previous years (blurry and terrible quality, but they give some idea of what it's like):
Tea Room swing dance action shot
It's been a tough week, weather-wise, but there's a light at the end of the tunnel.