The Last May Day
Apr. 30th, 2005 07:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thehefnerAs of midnight, it'll be May Day. My last May Day here at WAC. For those that don't know, this college has a proud tradition of anyone who wants to getting naked and standing around the flagpole. Not surprisingly, alcohol is often involved. You can't go to class or off-campus naked, but pretty much everywhere else is fine. Although there's been some talk about the school enforcing a no-nudity policy (which, as far as I know, is unheard of in this school's history since the tradition started nearly 30 years ago), I'm left considering whether or not I'm going to participate this year.
I never have before. Way I've figured it, I went full-frontal naked in a play, and that's something no one else would have the guts to do. Then again, this is a tradition, so maybe I should do it just to say I've done it.
And on the other hand, there's the sentimental factor of this day. Because more than this is a traditional and wacky day for the college, this was the day when, in the midst of my first and worst heartbreak, a beautiful, pale, slightly drunken platinum blond topless stranger with perfect breasts and a nervous little smile told me she loved me.
Maybe I'll just stay in, work on papers, watch movies, and put in earplugs to block out the joyous cries from just outside my window.
I never have before. Way I've figured it, I went full-frontal naked in a play, and that's something no one else would have the guts to do. Then again, this is a tradition, so maybe I should do it just to say I've done it.
And on the other hand, there's the sentimental factor of this day. Because more than this is a traditional and wacky day for the college, this was the day when, in the midst of my first and worst heartbreak, a beautiful, pale, slightly drunken platinum blond topless stranger with perfect breasts and a nervous little smile told me she loved me.
Maybe I'll just stay in, work on papers, watch movies, and put in earplugs to block out the joyous cries from just outside my window.
