The Campus Lantern

Two Nights in the Life of a Spring Weekender

It all started with the email that Ken Bedini sent out, warning us from attending UCONN’s Spring Weekend. At first, I will admit, it did set me off from going.

However, the more I thought about it, the more it made me want to go. Doesn’t it always work out that way, someone telling you not to do something makes you want to do it more? It has been a long and difficult semester and to be honest, partying in a large group of drunk students sounded like a perfect way to let off steam.

Dan's Spring Weekend

Spring Weekend was the other weekend, and of course, I went against the consideration of Eastern to go have fun. My decision had been made already, figuring that I’d rather be the designated driver to my drunk and very capable of getting into trouble type friends as opposed to hanging back bored at Eastern.

Spring Weekend Experience

What’s the deal with creepers? On Friday I went to Uconn early so I wouldn’t hit any of the many spot checks I was anticipating. After a delicious meal in the dining hall and gathering my “supplies” for the evening I got ready in Whitney Hall’s men’s bathroom (I was on a guys floor and it had some kid already vomiting in the stalls).

Zach's Spring Weekend

While my third “Spring Weekend” attendance didn’t exactly live up to last year’s expectations, it surely didn’t falter in presenting its share of poignant moments. For the recap, I’ll simply skip over Thursday’s “Carriage” night, because I didn’t attend. So Friday starts off with my buddy and I at Carriage and begin playing “corn hole” and “beer ball”—two games that are synonymous among college life.