campus event

Technically it's not really an event, more like an observation. Everytime I go on a campus, any uni campus, there is always this sense of frenetic energy. Practically, the energetic aura is probably due to the students' youth. The young bodies haven't started to deteriorate yet; still so full of lively, healthy cells. However I usually look at the energy as the potential that is within each of the students, coupled with their wishes, aspirations, goals for the future. When you first come to uni you can be so overwhelmed by the possibilities the world has to offer. You can have even more detailed daydreams of "what you want to be when you grow up." The taste of youth's first freedom is always on the air as well. I always find it amusing this look some people get when they just know that they can do anything they want essentially and there aren't any parents to forbid them from doing it. You can just watch them on the lawns, rolling around like playful puppies, or gossiping about the inanities of life. The complaints of work and no time slip away because they can still see that future ahead of them, and know it will be worth it. Of course, for the cynical pessimists out there, like me, the vast amount of choices can seem so daunting at times. Where others can see a new opportunity to find their niche, others can see another place to fail. Every time I step onto a campus I feel more alien, and though usually feel relish towards that feeling (who wants to be normal, average, and like the rest of the masses?), sometimes it can bring one further away then one anticipated being. Knowing something and being about to believe in it are two separate things. A great advantage to youth however is the ablilty to adapt and be flexible with a certain amount of naivety that can jump us back to those dreams and goals of the future we had seen earlier. I don't look at my sometime naivety as a weakness or flaw, but as a buoy that keeps me afloat when I start to glimpse the underbelly (though some seem to see it more frequently then others). It is always fascinating to almost actually feel the life surrounding a campus, that tangible potential radiating throughout the space. Best to absorb it before it goes away, I suppose. It's too dangerous to let it escape.

On a more literal note, I wish I could have seen the school's production of "Midsummer's Night Dream." I heard it was magical. One can never go wrong with Shakespeare (with the exception of "Romeo and Juliet"--too much irony for me).