So now I am addicted..

And I want to get this all of my chest. I should be doing something else, like studying or whatever, but I'm writing here again.

On bid day last year I met this girl in my house. I'll call her Lily. She was so nice. She talked to me a lot during rush so I felt like I knew her better than a lot of the other girls in the house. I never felt weird or anything around her at all.

On bid day they came and got me in my dorm room and whisked me off to some activities they had planned. It was fun and Lily hung out with me almost the whole time.

The one thing she kept asking me, which was kind of odd, was if I went to church regularly. Well yeah I told her, I guess. She dropped the subject and didn't really press it again. Later I found out that she is the house 'chaplain' (there is actually another name for it but we'll just call it a chaplain), and I guess she is in charge of the ceremonial aspects of our rituals like initiation and everything. She also always goes to mass at the catholic student center every week, so she must be pretty religious. I went with her a few times, but I'm a really bad catholic. Usually I go to Mass on christmas eve and easter morning, and maybe a handful of other times during the year. Not Lily though, I think she pretty much never misses a sunday.

hayden