W&M: The [Noun] I Never Knew

So, I’ve been meaning to update this blog for a long, long, long time, and didn’t know how to jumpstart my blogging career again. Honestly, I was a little intimidated to start writing again, so I figured I could enlist the help of the readers. Yes, this is a Mad-Lib Blog.

Conjure away, folks!

Noun 1: ________________
Noun 2: ________________
Adjective 1: _____________
Adjective 2: _____________
Verb 1: ________________
Verb 2 (past tense): _______
Noun 3 (plural): __________

How am I supposed to write about William & Mary if I’m not even on campus?!

I kept asking myself how I’m going to update my blog for its long overdue new entry. I’m the worst blogger. No seriously, the worst. I can’t keep the following things alive: a planner, a journal, a pet, a   (Noun 1) , or, you guessed it, a blog. I think its because I have this tendency of second-guessing whether the things I’m thinking are even worth a blog post-my posts that are to be broadcast to thousands of readers who could just read my words and think, “What a  (Noun 2) !”

So, I finally conjured up the strength to sit down by a computer, open up Word, and stare at that blank, white page that would soon be filled with my inspirational, new, re-inaugural blog entry. What it was going to be about, I don’t know, but I knew it would be (Adjective 1) , (Adjective 2), and (Verb 1) readers to high heaven. Then that question came up that would be played on repeat for the next hour: Kaveh, how am you supposed to write about William & Mary if you’re not even on campus, you (Noun 2)?!”

See, I’m spending my summer in Washington, DC interning for a non-profit. It’s been great. I get to live in DC on my own, cook for myself (Simply Asia is my microwave dinner of choice), travel, and give the corporate lifestyle a chance. But once I(Verb 2) out of campus last May, there hasn’t been too much W&M related activity happening around me.

In my endless quest for a topic, I figured I should at least do something other than stare at a blank screen and procrastinated instead. So, I checked my twitter. A bunch of my William & Mary friends had tweeted about how W&M was ranked in the top schools for “Happiest Students” this year by the Princeton Review. Then I went on Facebook and checked up on a couple threads my friends and I have to keep in touch over the summer. Then I went on YouTube and watched a video my friend from W&M and I made to Lady Gaga’s “Telephone” recently (Yes, we learned the entire choreography. No, there will not be a link to this YouTube clip). Then I uploaded a couple photos I had taken during another W&Mer’s birthday outing. All of a sudden it struck! “Holy (Noun 3), I’ve been at William & Mary this entire time.”

Ironically, I ended up being a (Noun 2) for not realizing that I’ve been, in fact, surrounded by William & Mary. I’ve been fortunate enough to stay in touch with friends who live as close as next door to me in DC, or as far away as Nairobi, Africa. Occasionally at work, I write articles and am reminded about that class I took at William & Mary that started making writing easy. I log onto twitter to see my friends celebrating our school’s various accomplishments, RT after RT. I go over a friend’s apartment and meet some William & Mary alumni, only to be shamelessly dancing with them within the hour.

You know, I never (Verb 2) out of campus. Frankly, I don’t know if I ever will.