My first birthday ‘party’ was held in the Armory, the only building on campus where it’s possible to feed 2200 Freshmen almost all at once. All of our groups fit into the main room except for the last one, which was given their own private gym in which to eat. Upon finding out about my b-day, the ever-motivated Derek (leader of gym-bound group J) invited group H (my team of 225 Freshmen and 9 leaders) to come and ‘party’ with them in the side gym. This plan was a toned down version of the original idea that we bring a bunch of electric instruments, an amp, and a DJ. What we wound up with was concert-sized speakers (borrowed from some frat, i hear), a stereo, and a bunch of wound up student leaders. The wound up bit was resolved with a very violent game of what i can only call “frisbee bowling,” but first i and my co-birthday girl were presented with yummy cakes adorned with our names (and for me, one with a “lucky star” on it) baked by other student leaders. The whole event was unbearably cute of Derek to pull off, and it was the first time i had a birthday cake with more than four or five friends since before i started grade school. And, it was only the beginning of a very cool 19th birthday night.