It's gonna get messy

A large pep rally, given to us by dancing employees, dolled-up students, and a helpful administration, was what occupied my evening tonight. We call it 'Panther Prowl'. Where silly skits and performances are presented to the uninvolved students awaiting in the bleachers (myself included). They all did fabulously, and while coupled with some mistakes, the added triumphs of pure spontaneity made it completely worthwhile. I wish I had been a tad more participatory in my club's performance, but marching always seems to get in the way of things. I spent the night with good friends, and got acquainted with new ones as well. It seemed that chiclets, milkshakes and hands touching hands ended Panther Prowl on November the third, two-thousand and ten.