One thing that I have greatly missed since coming to college is carving pumpkins. Every year my family would put newspaper down under the carport and scoop out the pumpkin guts then carve a silly looking face onto the pumpkin we had picked. I was so happy to get to have this experience again, though this time my hands were not frozen ice cubes from the cold weather outdoors. I got to carve pumpkins with some of my closest friends and I really saw the community that I have around myself here at Cornell. Though the pumpkins rotted a few days later and made my room smell atrocious, I had a great time.