Snowball fights!

Last night, our campus got its first snow of the season (and of 2013).  Of course, being college students, some of my friends and I went out and had a snowball fight, complete with our friend Editor (her nickname), who is normally very sweet, getting really sassy and one lens on Romanov's (another nickname) glasses getting popped out after she took a snowball to the face.

Possibly the best part of the snowball fight was that it was on and near the football field.  The Dean of Students sent out an email earlier in the day saying that the lights would be left on until 10:00 PM, and that the football field would be a good place for a snowball fight (as opposed to Freshman Village, where a supermassive snowball battle took place last year; it resulted in broken windows, snowballed cop cars, and a few trips to the hospital).  He concluded the email with "YOLO," which kind of made my day.  It also made me wonder about the administration here, but that's another matter.

Anyway, those are the adventures that college students have, in case you were wondering.  I mean, some college students get drunk; some go to frat parties and have sex.  Editor is going to a frat party tonight, but (I think) she's only going because it's on her College Bucket List, and her roommate got invited, so she knows someone there.  We're going to play capture the flag tonight (or maybe it's hide and seek), and I'm pretty sure that it's going to be bigger than last time.

The best college memories are the most innocent: the ones that involve reliving childhood without alcohol, so we'll actually remember them.