So this weekend was absoluetly crazy. Hell Week is like that. Of course it didn't help that someone (or lots of someones) did a particularly bad job at planning this time of the year -- what moron decided to schedule Plenary for not only the Sunday of Hell Week, but also the weekend before midterms?! I love our Traditions Mistresses and SGA, but my god, was that ever a bad idea. (Apologies to those of you who have no idea why this is significant. It's just more proof that Bryn Mawr is a cult -- we can say this stuff and it means something only to us.)
On the bright side, the Friday of Hell Week, was, as ever, the best day of the year, but for us seniors also the saddest, with the realization that we won't be doing all of this ever again. After a relatively quiet morning, the insanity started after I got off work at 4.30, visited confinement for a couple minutes, and then raced over to Goodhart to get ready for the freshmen performances. As usual, some were cute, some were funny, some were painful, and some just way too long (Radnor girls, we know you just want to uphold the traditional image of you getting drunk and high 24/7. But it's overkill to rap badly about it for ten minutes straight). And then there was the Pimp Strut. New rules this year, though: not only is there one Strut that wins, but there were supposed to be prizes for other categories, too: humor and creativity. One would think that means that there'd be three 'winners'. But while Jeannie, Caitlin, and Courtney won the overall vote for saying, in true smoldering Bryn Mawr style, 'Who Needs A Pimp?', yours truly (as part of an ensemble in true Shakespeare Troupe style) won the rest. I do feel that we shouldn't have won both (because didn't that defeat the point of trying to allow more struts to win?), but it's not every day that Shakespeare and His Tragic Heroines win a Pimp Strut, eh?
Here's Julie as Desdemona being smothered, Erina as Shakespeare (pantaloons, purple tights and all), Holly as the requisite Wench, and me as the dead Juliet (Lady MacBeth and Ophelia, brilliantly played by Maddie and Julia, are, at this point, yet to appear. Thanks to Karyn for taking pictures for me!)After that, it was back to the dorm, where the seniors read bedtime stories to the frosh, before they ran around the dorm doing calisthenics in preparation for the Duck Pond Run on Saturday morning. It's usually around this point that the seniors start to realize that we really do like Bryn Mawr, and we really will miss it when we're gone, so bedtime stories can be hard to get through, but we did pretty well.
Me and Claire (freshman-year roomies!). Hard to believe that next year, we won't be here for this...Thanks to Plenary, Hell Week activities have sort of dropped off for now. The only other exciting news of the weekend is that Lauren and I have finally started to discuss concrete ideas for the short film we've been dreaming about for months. Creative projects like that always seem so intimidating, but they're so much fun once you sit down to do serious work on them. God, if I can do this kind of stuff for the rest of my life, I'll be so happy! It won't end up anything like it (we're going for something more fun than risque), but our inspiration came from this short film by Pes.
And now, after all that, now I have to go write a paper for my Renaissance Lyric class, and try to get some sleep. It's not looking hopeful either way, but that's ok, spring break will be here soon...
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