Sophomore Rave Displays Futility of Youth

The sophomore class has enjoyed a period of sustained growth. Well, perhaps not enjoyed but at least experienced. The biggest event since homecoming was supposed to be the 11/11. However, because apparently a sophomore rave does not take priority over everything else on the Hill, the glow-in-the-dark tie-dye pool party was changed to 11/18 and creatively called “The 18.”

Sophomore year is supposed to be a time of great change, and it seems our class is up to the challenge. Our class needs to focus on changing into our better selves. Whether it’s Will Farner changing his glasses, or Thomas Miller’s changing after his own spiritual awakening, or at least arriving at “The 18’s” afterparty, we sure aren’t disappointed. However, not all change is physical, as Zach Brown showed us this Thanksgiving break. We should also keep in mind that not all change is positive. For example, changing the library projector to play Call of Duty World War Two is deemed inappropriate even if Graham Holzapfel did get a high score on zombies. Speaking of change, it’s unclear whether Peter Hall changed schools or if he just shows up at MBA once in awhile to hang around. 

Sophomore year is also supposed to be a time of grinding: grinding to finish that theme, grinding to finish studying for a test, and grinding for the upcoming research paper, which everyone surely has already begun to prepare for. Apparently, the class of 2020 didn’t get the memo that the grinding is supposed to be in the classroom, not at “The 18.”

Speaking of “The 18,” the main purpose of the event was clearly to promote our class and raise money. We had two goals. 

First, we definitely represented our class well. Everyone was gentlemanly, appropriate, and respectful. Not to be confused with the guy who came in who didn’t go to MBA, who was easily spotted by “The 18” security guard, McGavock Cooper, and tossed out of the dance. I guess late-night Sonic runs, early morning breakfasts, and ice cream trips to Whole Foods do prepare you for the real world. Gav didn’t stop all non-MBA men, however, as ex-class of 2020 member William (Sully) Sullivan made an appearance at the event. Everyone was excited to have Sully back, hoping that, as a changed man, he can make a return next school year. But we’re getting ahead of ourselves.

Secondly, the class hit big with the financial goals. Yes, we did fall $300 short of what it would take to break even, but we had huge success when it came to not having to pay for DJ Drawgz’ $3000 equipment. Don’t worry though, Drawgz fans: a GoFundMe has already been created to help cover the damage done by the absolutely wild ragers at “The 18,” and don’t worry, it’s moving rapidly towards its goal. In fact, the GoFundMe has its goal at $4000, which seems suspiciously higher than $3000, and even more dramatically higher than the amount raised thus far: somewhere between $19 and $21. Thanks, Kiran.

There is no doubt, though, that “The 18” was a success. Just ask John Hyde and Noah Mendoza, who got the chance to forget for the night that tricks are, in fact, for kids. 

The Class of 2020 completely willingly decided to go to the theater on a Wednesday night in order to discuss some legal realities. The impressive group of panelists led by Ms. Williams told us important information that resonated with the class and changed their attitude about things. 

Now, as we approach the end of the first semester, let’s remember what’s important: raising money for the class fund and staying honorable. Whether it’s bringing food in for a bake sale, signing up for concessions, or helping set up for the next wild rave, we all have our part to play in this community on the Hill.