If you weren’t at Bacchanal, maybe you were at Newark. Honestly, same level of zoo-ness.

Since we already posted a Bacchanal field notes, these field notes are slightly more… tame? I guess a little. Honestly, at this point, we’re just trying to remind ourselves that life exists outside of Bacchanal. Here’s our half-assed effort. 

There is only one section because literally everything this weekend was Bacchanal-related:

  • Woke up after 10 am on a Sunday for the first time this semester
  • Spent 45 minutes trying to get a bagel in Terminal C of Newark Liberty International Airport. I was not successful.
  • Emotionally bonded with a couple of people and it was very nice and wholesome.
  • Didn’t die.
  • Went to two pretentious/fancy events (the opera and a concert at Carnegie Hall) in two nights; fell asleep during both.
  • Decorated campus statues with balloons.
  • The girl sitting in front of me during my orgo midterm got sick and had to go to Health Services, and I didn’t even notice because I was so intently focused on my midterm.
  • Still trying to figure out what I said to my crush during Bacchanal.
  • Stole a pineapple from my high school’s alumni event.
  • Spilled a cupful of Ferris syrup all over my pants/jacket in middle of Bacchanal, went home to change.
  • Rode a scooter around 2nd floor of ADP.
  • Had volunteered to babysit 9am the morning after Bacchanal, but the mom cancelled at the last minute. God is real.
  • Definitely spoke to the head of CUAD while crossed on Saturday, not sure what I said other than that it included a message of support for the cause.
  • Purchased a bottle of wine to watch the Blair Witch Project with my friends; ended up being too scared to drink.
  • Made my roommate buy me a ham and cheese croissant at 2 am Sunday.
  • Watched the best food documentary I’ve ever seen – Season 2, Episode 1 of Chef’s Table. Check it out.
  • Witnessed a prospie down shots of tequila like water at a DOC party, was told “It’s okay, I partied in high school” when I expressed concern.
  • Went to Butler to write an outline for my lit hum paper. Ended up cranking out four pages.
  • Watched Citizenfour for my global core class and got so paranoid that I put a bandaid over the camera on my laptop.
  • Went to Times Square to meet up with a former hookup, made out on the red steps at midnight.

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