…are two of my favorite things. I have always loved breakfast food, but Rockhurst breakfast food is in a league of its own. There are very few things I will get out of bed for on a Saturday morning (which sometimes turns into afternoon with my sleeping habits, thank God the cafeteria serves breakfast until 2:00 pm), but a plate of hash browns—specifically the square ones, aka “square potatoes”—is one of them. Luckily for me, Rockhurst has a wonderful tradition around finals time that fits much better with my night owl ways—Midnight Breakfast. Midnight Breakfast always kicks off our finals week with as much breakfast food as you can eat between 10 pm and midnight for the price of one canned good or $1, courtesy of Student Senate. Everyone is there, and I do mean everyone. Just about all of Rockhurst turns out to enjoy music, breakfast, and lots of loud conversation before buckling down for finals. It’s everything I love about going to a small school—being able to look around the cafeteria and seeing all your friends, your friends’ friends, the guy in your Shakespeare class, the girl who was your orientation leader freshmen year but you swear doesn’t remember you (she probably does). I just want to run around the cafeteria and say hi to everyone, and the minute I try to walk somewhere I find myself conducting multiple conversations at once, yelling at someone walking by to hold on one second because boy do I have a story for them, and I haven’t seen so-and-so all week, I wonder how their nursing test went….you get the picture. It’s happy chaos.
What could possibly improve situation with so much good food and good company? A flash mob, of course. A group of girls in my sorority (Alpha Sigma Alpha) decided to do one as a fun way to kick off finals…and somehow I got roped into joining. Don’t get me wrong, I do secretly love these things, so it didn’t take much convincing. While I am too much of a chicken and too busy to get involved in real theatre at Rockhurst, I have enjoyed doing smaller stuff, like our student written and produced plays, Theaterworks, or random impromptu performances friends have cooked up (we did a freeze frame kind of thing of the Last Supper painting in the cafeteria once). But I can’t dance to save my life, so this was a bit more of a challenge. But another awkward dancing friend and I decided we would just be the last to join the mob, because we didn’t want to miss out. And it was a blast…we did a mash up of songs and I think once everyone got over the shock of seeing us suddenly start dancing in the cafeteria, people enjoyed it. And during the next Christmas song that came on after we were done, a ton of people suddenly stood up at their tables and started clapping and dancing. Pretty soon half the cafeteria was rocking out to “All I Want for Christmas is You,” yelling, clapping, twirling each other around. And we all just looked at each other and said “only at Rockhurst.” It is perfect that during the most hellish week of school, I always get the best reminder of why I love this place.
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