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Tent Time: Camping On Old Main Lawn

During my time at Onward State, my fellow staffers and I have had many interesting experiences. From staying in the library for 24 hours to riding around campus in a giant peanut, there is truly never a dull moment with the blog.

Now, with the weather getting warmer and classes beginning to wind down, we decided to have one last hoorah before the semester’s end.

So, naturally, we pitched a tent and camped out on old Old Main Lawn overnight. But let me start at the beginning.

First things first, we needed to acquire a tent. So, we went downtown to Appalachian Outdoors to rent one, and Tyler helped us pick out the perfect tent.

He was a little bit confused when I told him about our plans, but then he said, “whatever floats your boat,” and took my credit card. Thanks, Tyler!

Once we gathered our supplies, we headed to Old Main where fellow staffer Ryan Parsons we pitched the tent all by ourselves.

Once our campsite was all set up, we decided to decompress with a nice game of frisbee. We really needed a break after all of our hard work.

After working up quite a sweat playing yard games, we chose to chillax in the tent and play some card games. For some reason McLanahan’s doesn’t carry Uno, but they did have Dos! Whatever that means!

Hope was pretty pissed off since I destroyed her in Dos, so she wanted to have dinner by herself. She had Chipotle an authentic camping meal that she cooked up on our George Foreman Grill™.

After dinner, we gathered some friends and jammed out to some campfire songs as the sun set behind us. Strictly vibes.

Once the sun went down, we had no choice but to tell scary ghost stories. Hope was so terrified that she actually shit herself. Just kidding. But wouldn’t that be hilarious?

By the time we finished telling spooky stories, Hope and I were exhausted. We curled up in our teeny-tiny tent and hit the hay.

Despite the staring strangers, one boy who mouthed “what the fuck” to his friend, and the three drunk girls who peed 30 feet from the tent, we had an amazing time.

Anyone who saw us definitely thought we were nuts. But at the end of the day, nothing matters. So quit your job, ask her out, and sleep on Old Main Lawn! You only live once, my friend.

Editor’s note: Onward State does not, in any way, condone the use of campus property for camping purposes. Doing so is a violation of University policy AD57 General Regulations on Use of University Property. Whoops!

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Grace Cunningham

Grace is a senior advertising major and Onward State’s social media manager. She is also a co-host of our podcast, Podward State. Like a good New Jerseyan, Grace denounces Snooki and Pennsylvania bagels. However, she loves pranks, the Yankees, and Cake Boss highlight reels. You can follow her on Twitter @gecunningham7 or send videos of babies doing funny stuff to [email protected]

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