My dear readers, there are very few holidays I like better than Halloween, and I can count them all on one hand. So you can imagine how excited I was this year– first Halloween in college! I’d planned on going to MIT on Friday night and doing one of those clever couples costumes with my boyfriend and then coming back Saturday night and going out with all my friends. It’d work out perfect, because many of my HC friends couldn’t go out Friday night because they had games during the day on Saturday.
Now, I’m sure you’re getting a sense that Murphy’s Law might begin to apply to this story soon. You’d be right.
The SGA- Student Government Association, I think that’s the lengthening of the acronym- runs a big yellow school bus back and forth from Boston to HC. The bus leaves at 7:00 on Saturday night, and there isn’t another one until midnight.
So imagine me getting off of the T at 6:55: it’s pouring rain at Faneuil Hall, where the HC bus picks us up, and I’m rushing towards the bus, and it begins to pull away as I get closer. I break into a sprint, almost bowl over a family of unfortunate tourists, and the bus pulls into traffic and I’m left standing on the street corner. I pull out my phone to call someone, anyone; and it’s 6:58. So this is why my mom insists on getting places 15 minutes early.
So, folks, the moral of the story is that being in college means looking after yourself, and sometimes that’s hard. But having stand-up friends and a commuter rail train that is way more reliable than a bus is all you need. (The significant other who buys you ice cream to make you feel better is just a bonus).
Alexandra Larkin '18