Friday, April 17, 2009
i'm getting old. and lame.
I managed to convince my roommate, Kristin, to go to a BYX party last night downtown (BYX is the Christian fraternity on campus). It was a country western themed party where they encouraged attendees to dress in western attire and promised lots of country dancing. I was really excited about it because I love to hang out with friends in social settings and I absolutely LOVE to two-step. I've also been to several BYX events in the past and have had a really good time. Kristin, on the other hand, was thinking a little more realistically and was not as excited at the prospect of dancing or being in a room full of strangers, but was willing to go with me anyway.
I have to say that our night was sorely disappointing (to my surprise but not necessarily to Kristin's). The moment we walked into the room, I felt very out of place as I registered that about 85% of the people there were underclassmen, several of whom I recognized as counselors in Ignite. Hip Hop music was blaring over some speakers and most of the people on the dance floor were girls in cute dresses and cowboy boots. Although a few boys were dancing, many of the BYX boys were conveniently congregated on the edges of the dance floor (typical).
Pretty soon after we arrived, a series of country songs were played and Kristin and I watched as freshmen couples danced in front of us. I wished that I had either brought one of own familiar dancing partners, or that Daniel could have been there, or that I had kept up better with the people in the room whom I had once considered friends, but had now become simply acquaintances. It was at that point that neither of us expected to get asked to dance at all. We made our way to the drink table and weighed the situation. I'm pretty sure Kristin (who had no real desire to dance anyway) had checked out by that point, but I suggested that we stay and make the most of it. Eventually, I did manage to find a handful of friends to introduce Kristin to, but they all had either brought their own respective dance partners, or were definitely not there to dance.
Towards the end of our time there, Kristin and I went out and danced with each other to the Hip Hop music as I was at a loss for whether or not to join the circles of Ignite freshmen who were dancing around us. At one point, I did see a really talented dancer who used to go two-stepping with us in the past, but it didn't take long to realize that he was now dating one of the cute, cowboy-booted girls. Bummer.
Even though I wouldn't label our adventure as "a good time," I don't necessarily regret it. For one thing, Kristin and I got to bust a move to songs like "Wild Wild West" and "Cupid Shuffle." And anyway that knows me well knows that I love love love to dance! Also, I was glad to have the opportunity to talk with some of the Ignite freshmen outside of an Ignite event. That's important for me as a leader. Lastly, I definitely saw my 18-year old self in many of the freshman girls who looked like they were having the greatest time with their newly acquired college friends. Watching them confirmed that I really did make the most of that season of my college life. Whether I'm in a completely different season now is debatable, but I sincerely hope and pray that God will help me make the most of this time - of everyday that I have left to experience in these precious college years.
I have to say that our night was sorely disappointing (to my surprise but not necessarily to Kristin's). The moment we walked into the room, I felt very out of place as I registered that about 85% of the people there were underclassmen, several of whom I recognized as counselors in Ignite. Hip Hop music was blaring over some speakers and most of the people on the dance floor were girls in cute dresses and cowboy boots. Although a few boys were dancing, many of the BYX boys were conveniently congregated on the edges of the dance floor (typical).
Pretty soon after we arrived, a series of country songs were played and Kristin and I watched as freshmen couples danced in front of us. I wished that I had either brought one of own familiar dancing partners, or that Daniel could have been there, or that I had kept up better with the people in the room whom I had once considered friends, but had now become simply acquaintances. It was at that point that neither of us expected to get asked to dance at all. We made our way to the drink table and weighed the situation. I'm pretty sure Kristin (who had no real desire to dance anyway) had checked out by that point, but I suggested that we stay and make the most of it. Eventually, I did manage to find a handful of friends to introduce Kristin to, but they all had either brought their own respective dance partners, or were definitely not there to dance.
Towards the end of our time there, Kristin and I went out and danced with each other to the Hip Hop music as I was at a loss for whether or not to join the circles of Ignite freshmen who were dancing around us. At one point, I did see a really talented dancer who used to go two-stepping with us in the past, but it didn't take long to realize that he was now dating one of the cute, cowboy-booted girls. Bummer.
Even though I wouldn't label our adventure as "a good time," I don't necessarily regret it. For one thing, Kristin and I got to bust a move to songs like "Wild Wild West" and "Cupid Shuffle." And anyway that knows me well knows that I love love love to dance! Also, I was glad to have the opportunity to talk with some of the Ignite freshmen outside of an Ignite event. That's important for me as a leader. Lastly, I definitely saw my 18-year old self in many of the freshman girls who looked like they were having the greatest time with their newly acquired college friends. Watching them confirmed that I really did make the most of that season of my college life. Whether I'm in a completely different season now is debatable, but I sincerely hope and pray that God will help me make the most of this time - of everyday that I have left to experience in these precious college years.
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