You see, Homecoming at William & Mary is like Christmas to me. It comes once a year, and I get to see people that I love and have missed terribly. It’s the one time of year that W&M alumni can act like they are back in college and no one will judge them for it. As an actual undergrad, I get to have fun with them while they’re pretending. Since joining a fraternity, I suddenly have many years worth of alumni coming back for Homecoming, and it’s always interesting hearing their stories of how the College has changed since their time.
Several weeks before Homecoming this year, I received an email from our class president, Kevin Dua, saying “Congratulations! You’re royalty.” Apparently, there is a Homecoming Court each year with a male and female representative from each class, and I was nominated and picked to be the male Senior Class Representative! At first I thought it was a joke, but when Kevin in the weeks before homcoming kept calling me “King” and outlined my “royal responsibilities” at homecoming, I new it was legit.
Keshia (my royal partner in crime) and I participated in the Pep Rally that involved donuts, string, and us making fools of ourselves. We also rode in a convertible on the day of Homecoming in the parade down Duke of Gloucester street in Colonial Williamsburg. It was quite the spectacle–especially since one of the two cars was MIA, and all 8 members of the court had to ride in a single car. The entire court was presented on the football field at half time, and Keshia and I each received an engraved plate as the senior representatives. The whole thing seems so silly, and I remember laughing a lot when I told my friends and family from home about it. However, I can say that I will never forget this homecoming and how much fun I had. I absolutely can’t wait for next year when I, myself, will be a returning alumnus who pretends to be a college student again!