Mississippi State University - Reveille Yearbook (Starkville, MS)

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ED CUT! Hi, she purred as Joe entered the Dor. I was wondering if you would )ime. I got sort of tied up, Joe said eekly. Well come on, this is gonna be fun, e Babe In Blonde said. Joe followed jr in. Joe realized that he knew no one at e party, but he was soon engrossed in e company of his partner to the point at he forgot the other people. The reader should feel sufficiently in- rmed to know that for the next few jurs, the once-meek Joe had the time his life. The Blonde Crusher was not ily the life of the party and the perfect DStess, she also seemed to be snuinely interested in Joe. And to say e least, Joe returned the feeling. The butterflies which Joe had suf- red early subsided for a while then lurned in a much more pleasant form. Joe suspected the cause of this Second Attack to be a growing fondness for the Blonde Object of his infatuation. When the party was over, Joe and his Blonde Partner wandered out of the dormitory lobby and meandered across the campus. Joe had no specific destination in mind, but he knew that he didn ' t want to end this Fun Night just yet. Joe actually felt himself becoming non-conversationalist again, searching for the right things to say to his Strolling Friend. In his search for words, Joe lost track of the couple ' s direction. Finally, he looked up to speak and realized they had wandered upon the Place Where Couples Went. It was a place where many wandering couples had found themselves through the years and Joe was pleasantly surprised that he had found his way there. Joe looked toward the Wandering Woman at his side only to find that she had skipped off to the Little Pond that was the central attraction of such Late Night Strolls. Joe followed her to the water ' s edge, intent on telling her of the butterflies in his stomach. Joe prepared to speak just as she turned around. Before Joe could muster a statement, the Woman At The Water had kissed him. Joe backed up and prepared to panic. Before his Former Shyness could sur- face, though, his butterflies subsided and disappeared in one long sigh. Joe ' s Previous Self remained only as an imperceptible smile at the corners of his mouth as he stepped closer to his Classmate Crush. I wish Mom could see me now, was all he said. H. Johnson Features 29

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Hey, Joe College Is . . . Joe College was a guy who lacked a certain quality of Go-Get- ' Em-Ness when it came to College Women. He was not anti-social, nor was he disinterested in Female Companion- ship. Joe did, though, suffer from a mild case of Shyness. In his early days, Joe ' s mother had tried gallantly to expose the Young Col- legian to Life Among Others, but Joe had never been extremely impressed with the efforts. Quite frankly, Joe was somewhat complacent to live his life Relatively Alone. Joe ' s perspective on life had shat- tered, though, the day he came to Col- lege and took his first Panoramic View of Worldly Women. It was on that day that Joe commissioned himself to break away from his shyness and become a Social Creature. But Joe had made little progress towards his goal well into his College Days. On the subject of Gorgeous Girls, he was somewhat ignorant and at best, he could barely carry on a conversation with one of the Precious Urchins. And so it was that Joe resigned himself to admiring the ladies from a distance. One co-ed Joe especially admired sat next to him in one of his classes. She was the best-looking blonde Joe had ever seen. Because of her, he went to that class with marked regularity. Their relationship consisted mainly of conversations about tests or comparing notes, but Joe was happy just to be near such a Devastating Dame. Take note that Joe College was a pro- duct of Delta, Miss., where weeds grew tall, summers grew long and the women (to be a little blunt) had been known to keep on growing. Of course, Joe was no Man Of Looks himself, but that had nothing to do with his desire to know College Queens. On this particular day, Joe went to class — to sit by the Girl With The Hair — only to find an empty seat. Realize here that Joe was not a stu- dent known for his Love Of Classes, and his attendance therein was usually inspired by other motives (like tests, term papers and Luscious Ladies). Since Third World economics was not a Classy Motive to Joe, the absence of his friend clothed him in an instant melancholy. Without the Blonde Bomber to keep his interests keen, Joe was soon daydreaming about Indepth Relation- ships. It was through such daytime dreaming over the years that Joe had filled the gaps and Mingled With People. Joe came out of his trance midway through class to check his watch. As he glanced towards his arm, he focused on a little envelope in the Empty Seat beside his desk. His name was on the front of the envelope. What is this? Joe mumbled to himself as he picked up the small packet. He opened it and saw dainty script on a card inside. The penmanship was strangely familiar and Joe realized it Belonged To Her. He had strategically asked to see the Blonde ' s notes enough times to recognize her writing. Joe focused on the card and began to read the message written there. Our dormitory sponsors a party every semester where all the girls have to ask guys to come to the dorm — it ' s sort of a Sadie Hawkins thing. We call it a Crush Party, the card read. I ' m sorry I can ' t be there to give thi to you myself, but I had to help ge. ready for the party . . . and I was afrai you might not want to come, th message continued. At the end of the card, the now excited Joe quickly read the last word: Joe, YOU ' VE BEEN CRUSHED. The signature on the invitatio belonged to the Beautiful Blonde One. J Joe nearly choked. What?! he sai! incredulously. Is this a joke? h asked himself. The professor momer tarily stopped his monotonic lecturi and looked towards Joe. I ' m sorry.j Joe mumbled, barely able to hide hi; enthusiasm. Joe packed his books and left clasj early. His mind was racing. He didn know what to think. Had the Girl Wit The Notes actually noticed him? Coul this be real? He ran back to his room to see wh he could scrape up to wear. Butterflie in his stomach threatened to carry hir away and his anxiety led to doubts. Finally, Joe bit his lip and called Th Girl. She verified the invitation and Jo barely missed choking again. An hour before the party, Jo couldn ' t stand anymore nervousnesi He picked up his jacket and set 01 walking across the campus. H wandered here and there, wasting th! last agonizing minutes before the Ar. pointed Time. Joe finally found himself in the vicinil of The Dormitory and his watch told hit the Party Had Begun. He made anothtj quick lap around the campus for th sake of the Knots In His Stomach an made his final approach to the dorm. The Crush Goddess was waiting fc him at the door. 28 Student Lif

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At the Coors WKOR Col- orado Koolaid Convention held at Echol ' s, approximate- ly a thousand students showed up for the free beer and the live band, Five Miles High. 30 Student Life Marty with the party