Hmmm...thinking back....
Well, a sure fire way to pass the time was sitting around with my girls in someone's room talking, and gossiping and laughing all night. Then around 2 or so we could look out over the path theat led from where the dorm with the most Black men to the dorm with the most Balck women and see who was creeping where for their late night booty call. If you stayed up til around 6, you could see some of the same fols creeping back home, too.
We would also do things like throw sweatbox parties in our African American Residential dorm (Ujama) *Girl, I hope that is not a fresh perm you are wearing up in there* or watch movies and play cards or dominoes.
Ahhh, those were the days!
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