I love the rain. Living in dorms and apartments doesn’t really give me the chance to enjoy it like i wish i could, but i love it all the same. This summer while we were training for Orientation, there was a massive downpour one really humid night, and a third of the orientation leaders decided to go outside and dance around like children. By the time we skipped and hopped the half a block to the soccer field we were soaked to the skin. On the curiously spongy astro-turf we kicked off our sandals and chased each other around for no reason at it. Towards the end we had a sort of sumo-wrestling match, which i lost at huge. The rain started to let up after a while, and without the constant torrent of fresh drops we all started to feel a bit soggy and cold, so we returned to the dorm and dripped our way back up to the eighth floor.