Yet again I’m at the start of another week—the fourth week of classes! This semester already seems like it’s flying by. It’s hard to believe that after this semester is over, my next semester will be in Northern Ireland (a prospect that is kind of scary but also very exciting). After that I’ll only have three semesters left at SU.
There are still so many Susquehanna firsts I have left to explore. This weekend, I participated in something that must be akin to a Susquehanna rite of passage; I went to the Bounce Funplex. The Bounce Funplex is very close to our campus. Basically, it has this huge floor of trampolines to bounce on, with trampoline walls as well. There is also a foam pit to jump into, with a trampoline floor leading up to it. On Saturday, friends and I went for one hour of bouncing. We could’ve paid for two, but I’m glad we stopped when we did. It was fun but absolutely exhausting! I definitely left sore, and I hadn’t even dared to attempt flips or other hardcore jumping feats.
When we arrived back on campus, friends and I grabbed dinner and took it to the Open Mic Night sponsored by the literature and slam poetry clubs. This night was at Susquehanna’s coffeehouse, Charlie’s. The place was packed so we ended up sitting in the back. Though we didn’t stay the whole time, we got to hear a few great poems, a song, and some of a nonfiction piece.
Later on that night, I headed over to the Sock Hop at TRAX, Susquehanna’s nightclub. I wasn’t sure I would stay that long, but I had a lot of fun. The dance was 50s themed and featured older music to swing dance to as well as contemporary music.
SU Swings! offered a swing lesson in the beginning of the night. As a not-so-skilled dancer, I was a reluctant participant. I kept feeling bad for my partner about the stupid things I was messing up (I'm a bit directionally challenged)—but I still feel like I learned a little bit. I've discovered that I don't like being bad at things, which sounds like a trait everyone probably shares. However, I think I get particularly frustrated when I don't have a natural aptitude for something--so frustrated that I stop before I can learn the new skill. In that sense, I’m a bit excited for myself that I participated in the lesson at all.
Sunday was not as interesting, as I mostly just stayed in sweatpants or pajamas, did laundry, worked on an essay about the Bhagavad Gita, and generally ignored the Super Bowl's existence.
I am hoping this will be a good week leading up to an exciting weekend, as well. Already on the agenda is a reunion of my friends from my freshman dorm, Hassinger, on Friday evening. I basically see all of them but rarely all at once, so it will be great to have them all together.
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