October 31, 2009

Dear Diary,

Happy Halloween! Still not sure what kind of costumed fun tonight entails, but currently, I'm watching my alma mater playing on ESPN. And so far, they look great. It's making me proud. When I was in college, I went to every home football game, and nearly every home basketball game for the duration of my college career. ...Except for my senior year, when for some reason, I decided it was time to quit the band and have more time for frivolous things. One of my biggest regrets about college.

At any rate, we never had much to cheer about at those games because we've never had a good team. We used to joke during our rehearsals for pregame that the Final formation would be our final formation on January 1st in Pasadena (Rose Bowl, kids). It was always treated tongue in cheek since we knew we didn't even have a shot at it. But the games were always a blast, anyway. I had a few crushes in the band. My first was as a freshman and he was a senior, and I had no idea how not interested he could possibly have been. He apparently liked boys.

I had a friend in the band who I was never romantically interested in, but we spent an awful lot of time together and went to events "together" so I guess you could say we dated. And then there was the boy my Grandmother affectionately called Johiah. That was not his real name but she could never remember it. He was the president of Hillel. We became fascinated by each other's faith. And there seemed to be mutual attraction there. We also "dated" some but never made anything official. It would never have worked out. But on one band road trip, the world actually slowed down around us. The only time that's ever happened that I can remember. We were joking around and he grabbed the bill of my hat and turned my face to him and said my name. That moment lasted forever. I don't even remember what happened after that, but I remember that moment.

He and my unromantic friend and I used to hang out a lot. Along with another friend. Considering I was a Christian, he was Jewish, she was Muslim, and unromantic friend was Agnostic, we always sounded like the beginning of a joke. But it was always a good time.

I sure do miss those college days.

But tomorrow, there's Taylor Hicks. And I'll tell you all about it tomorrow...