World Fair

I wanted to record the World Fair but I forgot to so I can only talk about it. There were lots of people talking all around you, and music from either bands or clubs. There were also sounds of people being dunked into a pit of water at the dunk tanks. I heard voices I recognized from classes and the past, which made me feel pangs of sadness. It reminded me of how great my time has been hear despite everything that has happened to me personally and to this campus. To other’s, the sounds from the World Fair would have been overwhelming and just loud, but to me it had a tone of sadness and nostalgia. I was thinking that this is something I have heard so many times in my past but recently it’s been nothing like this. This is the last time I would experience the joyous sounds of the Fair. Unfortunately I was not paying close attention to the sounds but from what I remember it was consistent. There was not one sound that was abnormal from the rest. The sounds of the fair was the sound I was welcomed to and it fits that it is one of the last sounds I will hear before I graduate.