Wow… Last night was surprisingly awesome.
We had the KKPsi/TBS end of the semester banquet last night and to tell you all the truth, I wasn’t really looking forward to it at the beginning of the day. I took some stuff home, chilled with the rents, bought a plane ticket to Omaha NE (if you want to know, ask me, I don’t have time to go into the details here) and then raced back to Bloomington to make it just in time for dinner to be served.
Dinner wasn’t too great, the food was only ok, company was good. The awards happened, I gradually got more pissed off then it all ended and the dancing started. By that time, I was in a good mood and things were starting to go well.
About half way through, things turned awesome. The music rocked, the company was the best anyone could ask for, and good times were to be had by all.
Then the last half hour came around. I didn’t know what to think, to be honest. Earlier in the night I hadn’t realized that this was probably the last time I was going to see some of these people, but then I did. We all danced to the traditional last tunes Free Bird, Stand by Me… And then came the American Pie…
Now, sometime a while back, that song became the traditional last song that we sing at our banquets; we all get in a circle, throw our shoes in the middle and do this crazy kick line dance to the whole song. When I was a freshman, I thought it was one of the most lame things we did, in fact, I was a little embarassed that we did it. Over the years, I’ve grown very fond of dancing shoulder to shoulder with the brothers and sisters of Alpha Zeta and Rho. I couldn’t ask for a better group of people to spend six minutes or so doing a crazy dance with.
Ok, so none of that really makes sense, I guess what I’m trying to say is that I’m really going to miss that simple happiness. It has been said that a folk song will bring an entire group of people together with an expression of simple happiness. I never realized how very true that is until last night.
At the end of the evening, while we were all standing there in that circle, singing at the top of our lungs, I couldn’t think of anywhere I would have rather been. It surprises me how things change over time; it’s amazing how much the little things that we take for granted when we’re younger mean to us when we grow up…
What a Night!
Current Mood – – Nostalgic