Ok, So I'm not sure whether or not we had a blogg due last week or not. Since we didn't have class Monday I couldn't get clarification and assumed that the hw assignment for a blogg was to just have one by tomorrow, hopefully that is correct.
Since this is the first blogg since spring break then (or at least I hope it is) then I will share a little about what I did for break. While the campus because a ghost town Friday night, I was one of the very few people who stayed until Saturday morning, where I left for Mound Bayou, Mississippi at 6am. Why Mound Bayou or all places? I was going there on a service project with the Newman Community Catholic Campus Ministries, and in two 12 passenger vans 14 other Hokies and myself traveled for 14 hours to Mississippi.
Now to tell you everything that happened on this trip would be quite a lot for one blogg, so I'm going to share some stories for the trip, particularily ghost stories. Now, to set the stage, Friday I was deeply regretting not going home for break. I wanted to see my high school friends and family, and I hated the fact that I was all alone Friday night. I didn't know anyone on my trip, and was apprehensive about that. Well, we hadn't even pulled out of the driveway and I new this was going to be a fantastic experience with a bunch of funny and amazing people. My group was the epitome of the perfect team. Everyone got along and was friends with one another, there was no clicks only massive amounts of fun.
It was when we were having an episode of fun that my ghost story arises. Me and 4 other people decided it would be a good idea to sit in the church pews (of where we were staying for the week) in the dark. An even better idea was that my friends wanted me to tell my own personal ghost experience story. Once the story ended things got creepy in the dark as we started talking about demons and exocersims, and personal experiences we've each had with things from "beyond". Well, it didnt take long before we freaked ourselves out and ran back into the light. Once we were in the light though one of my friends Christian, realized his rosary bead bracelet was gone! (for those of you who might not know a rosary is special for prayer and his bracelet was a miniature version, with religous sentimental value) This was the definition of freaky. His bracelet was a clasp that fit tightly around his hand and wouldn't just fall off. No one was playing a joke, everyone one was completely shocked this had happened, especially in light of the fact that we had been talking about demons and this was a religious bracelet, an also a bracelet of great sentiment to Christian that he would never use in a joke. Luckily, we found the bracelet in a pew but the fact it had been off at all was incredibly weird.