Fall at UVA: Expectation vs reality
It can’t always be pumpkins and puppies
It’s autumn my friends, and autumn at UVA is really an experience in living.
That’s right, time to get excited about all fall will bring just to be a little bummed about how it pans out. Tis the season.
Expectation: Ah, that crisp fall air. Let me put on three sweaters and start jumping in leaf piles.
Reality: There will be one nice weekend in between backpack sweat season and the frozen tundra we call winter. And even when you layer up and venture out into the abyss, your classroom thermostat has probably already been turned up to 400 degrees. If you’re lucky, Cville might even get a spell of torrential rain.
Expectation: Time to go to every UVA football game. The 100-mile walk to Scott Stadium clearly balances out tailgating, right? Free food and drinking before 2 o’clock are a few of my favorite things.
Reality: Whoops, I got too shwasty and didn’t make it to the game.
Expectation: Food Network, here’s your next upcoming star. Roasted squash, pumpkin pie, those weird shaped gourds in the front of Trader Joe’s – it’s all going down in this kitchen. Bring it on, Friendsgiving.
Reality: How the fuck do you cut a squash?
Expectation: I will study for my midterms.
Reality: RIP my GPA.
Expectation: I will carve a pumpkin so beautiful that even the most plastered college hooligan wouldn’t dare to touch this masterpiece.
Reality: Nope.
Expectation: Snuggle weather. Only my cuddle buddy will keep me toasty on those chilly Fall nights.
Reality: Who needs love when you have a dumpling truck?