"So... does that mean you were raised by wolves?"

Actually it's Wolff's, and yes, I was. This is just one of the many bad jokes the circulated at Raquette lake, but nevertheless I had a great time. I always do. The atmosphere was different on this, my third trip. For once I was not the only girl (or one of two), and there was quite a large group; and an interesting mix of personalities, to say the least. I would recommend going at least once during your time here at Cortland if you ever have the opportunity.

While at Raquette I observed in interesting phenomena. There are laptops in the class room and being typical college students, we all gravitated toward them because God forbid we go a few days without getting on AIM or checking Facebook. Saturday night we were all pretty tired and most of the group went off to bed, but about 8 of us 'die hard Internet junkies' stayed in the class room, and what did we do? (We said we wouldn't talk about it because it is too embarrassing, but I need a topic for a post so I am going to spill the beans.) We all went into an AIM chat room and talked to each other. All that could be heard in the room was typing and the occasional giggle. If one of us said something out loud to another it was like the most taboo thing we could possibly do. We all kept saying how pathetic we were but I realized something. If we had all tried to talk out loud there would be no way that could all speak simultaneously without mass confusion. In the chat room you just needed to be able to quickly read what each person said, and then respond. The topics changed with the blink of an eye and you could be a part of the main conversation as well as side conversations at the same time. We stayed up until 2:30 . . . and I guarantee if we had been speaking out loud we would not have stayed up that late.

I think that Saturday night just proves how technology is REALLY changing the way we communicate. Are we starting to prefer the Internet over a verbal conversation? WHY? People say things on the Internet that they wouldn't say verbally to someone's face. And this seems to be true even if the person is STILL in the same room. Craziness.
Anyway, I promise I really do have a life and uh, this sort of thing will surely never happen again. One time thing . . . I hope.