“What did I do for Homecoming?” you are probably asking. I imagine at this point people follow my blog as they would a tabloid newspaper or the latest story of the lives of The Jersey Shore. I attribute the lack of fan mail to the fact that I have so well hidden the secret of my residence.
Anyway, back to the question that the people are clamoring for: I was NOT on campus for homecoming. It’s unfortunate (or at least I can know how horrendous it is judging by the reactions I received from my friends when I told them). Priorities came up, and it turned out I’d rather be with my family. My parents picked me up early (not quite as early as the festivities that were started Saturday morning, but early enough) and we drove to Dayton University where my sister is a freshman.
It was their family weekend, and I hadn’t seen her in a while, so I thought it’d be worth it. The next opportunity wouldn’t come until Thanksgiving break. We had beautiful weather perfect for Frisbee throwing and strolls about campus. Note: I didn’t bother trying to convince my family coming out for Butler’s family weekend. We’ve been around the block on my campus. They’ve seen it all. Such is the life of a senior.