Blogtember- Memory

I have decided to participate in Blogtember. It seems like something that would be pretty fun. I have no idea if I'll be able to actually do this, but I'm going to give it a try!

Today's prompt:

A memory you would love to relive.

I have been really lucky to have had a lot of really great moments in my life and it's hard to pick one that I would want to relive...so many good memories. I would love to go back and relive my Muskoka summers, especially the last one...but I feel like that's kinda cheating for this prompt, since I wrote about it last week.

I was going to say prom, which was a lot of fun...but since Brock Homecoming is this weekend, I'm going to say my first night at Brock. I spent a little bit of time with my roommates, who were all in bed by like 8 or 9. Being underage meant I couldn't get into the campus bar (or any bar for that matter) and outside of my roommates, I didn't know anyone, so I decided to unpack.

My room faced out to the courtyard and if you knew the windows, you would know what my room number was (hard to explain...). Anyway, I'm unpacking away and I hear a voice from outside call "Hey! [my room number!" I went to the window and looked out, I was asked what I was doing and I told them I was unpacking. I was told I can unpack anytime, to come down and hang out. So I did. 

I sat at a picnic table, in the courtyard, all night. I was the only one who sat there the entire time- hours and hours and hours. But I met so many people. Everyone had to walk past me to get to their rooms and so many people cut through the court to get to where they were going. I talked to everyone who walked by, I talked to everyone who sat at the picnic table.

That night was just another Brock University student. I was on the brink of starting an amazing time in my life. It was a happy, fun, carefree night full of laughter, stories and friendship.

That night was the perfect beginning to my time as a student at Brock and one of my happiest memories there.