Mud-fights and Snow balls

The Sun is shining, What can be ill?
Yesterday afternoon a large number of SSU students were seen lurking with intent to spray a certain Jacob with a water hose. They had been hanging out on the lawn, and set up a "slip'N'slide" and a kiddy-pool. The hose in question was in the hands of one Leslie Beck, who crept up behind the warm, dry hero of our story. She sprayed him good, and all had a good laugh. The laughter ended momentarily when our hero realized that all of the stomping around and spraying water that these fine students had been doing had made a few mud puddles in the lawn. Jacob scooped up a huge fistfull of mud and slopped it all over Jeremiah who had laughed the loudest when Leslie sprayed Jacob. A giant mud fight ensued (photos to follow) and by the end of the afternoon there were twentyfive mudcovered punks who looked like cavemen/women.
After the mud had lost its appeal a few people noticed that there was still a huge pile of snow melting in the parking lot from weeks of plowing. The next thing we knew there was a snowball fight going on. It was the most insane thing I have seen in a long time. We were covered in mud, the weather was hot and sunny, 22 degrees Celsius, and we were hucking snowballs at each other.
Clearly the end of the semester is drawing nigh, and people have their fair share of frustrations, successes, joys and pains. We will be saying goodbye to each other for the summer, and even then, not everyone will make it back in the fall. For one afternoon none of that mattered, and we were all kids again, playing in the sun. Nothing deep today folks, no lengthy meditation on the value of suffering, or the human condition. No treatise on time, or infinity. Today I just wanted to let you know that the sun is shining, and all is well.