Don't you find this interesting?

So we finally had a our first weekend on campus, and there are stories to tell. Nothing too crazy. It all started Thursday, because classes were canceled on friday for Middlebury's winter carnival. The point was we got the day off to go and watch the ski races, which we replaced by not going, sleeping in and an afternoon on the town. There were many scheduled activities for CARNIVAL, all for which you had to buy tickets. Lots of friend forgot to buy tickets which made going from event to event as a crowd harder than it could have been. My schedule for the weekend follows: Orange Crush, a 80s cover band Thurs, The Wood Brothers Friday (STORY: the wood brothers are musical artists, named Oliver and Chris Wood. My friend Oliver Wood has a brother named Chris. Just like the musicians, Oliver is older than Chris. Plus, the concert was on Oliver's birthday. I told this story to the Wood brothers themselves, and they found it amusing, but not enough to give me a free CD, as I intended), the Middlebury Carnival Ball Saturday and the Ice Show Sunday. The Ball was a production. Colorful lights lit up Nelson gym, transforming the place I practice frisbee into a crazy-party-winter-techno party. Party Party. I exchanged 13 text messages while dancing, trying to get Margo Cramer to come dance with me, which she didn't do. I danced on stage, a first. The Wood Brothers, coincidence aside, put on a fantastic show. Bianca and I left the ice show after 3 mins, because of the opening act: a troop of 6 year olds in santa outfits and their mothers singing the Polar Express. Orange Crush was also a dance party. They gave out free plastic Rayband-like sunglasses in many colors, which detracted from my originality here at Middlebury; I am colored Raybands kid, but now, so if everyone else. On another note, it started to snow here again and hasn't really stopped since Friday. The ground is covered and my feet are suffering. BUT my sneakers aren't. In fact they are getting a nice polish and each time, upon return for outdoors, I notice cleaner sneakers.

I find myself waking up in the morning and wondering where I am. Maybe I am having dreams about home I don't remember. Today I started the process of becoming a lucid dreamer, by carrying around a piece of paper that asks me "Are you dreaming?" I say, No. But the point is, one of these days, I'll dream about the paper, notice I AM in fact dreaming and control my dreams. First plan of action: dreaming I can fly, dreaming I am a student at Hogwarts...which leads me to my last side note. NO ONE likes wizard people here and I am seriously deprived. "Hideous *&#$^%*!"

Song lyric I am currently hearing, and transcribing: "Like a fool I am willing to take that fall again and don't let me fall too fast. I wanna fall slowly, I want my fall to last, I want my fall to last." --The Wood Brothers.

Bianca speaks:

My words have been pilfered by Carson, mostly. I was hippy dancing to the wood brothers, and enjoyed their lyrics "gonna keep my skillet greasy." not to be unnecessarily vulgar, but the only way to describe the bass solos is orgasmic. they clowned a lot on middlebury students outside carving ice sculptures in the night. couldnt decide if i should go to DC or not next weekend. couldnt decide if i should get bangs or a nose piercing. i had my first sleepover, on the floor in a tshirt next to an open window and maybe got hypothermia.