It was the second night of being an official UVM college student, and I was at the Higher Ground Concert Hall. The air was filled with a buzz of various voices all rich with anticipation. After feeling like an awkward bumbling freshman on campus, I now felt like a full fledged student amidst the crowd of Badfish fans. I wasn't sitting in my dorm intensely studying the campus map (which I knew I would be doing the next day- in order to aviod sticking out and immediately being labeled as "The Freshman" by the upperclassmen). The band came on stage and began to bust out some reggae, guitars solos and booming choruses. It didn't seem to matter where you were from or how old you were, the crowd shared a common ground and love for the music blaring in the small venue. As long as you were there to see Badfish and could dance like an idiot, nothing really seeemed to matter. I looked over at the newly made friends (that I had met the night before or late that afternoon on a walk back to my dorm), and began to belt out the senseless lyrics with them. This mixed feeling of the increased sense of freedom and excitement was a feeling that couldn't be touched. After the concert wrapped up we ventured over to the nearby Dunkin' Donuts (in desperate need of food after all that bouncing around). Ears still buzzing, voices raspy from screaming along and sweaty from the sauna like climate of the tiny concert hall, we exchanged smiles and nods, (partly because we couldn't quite hear what each other was saying). As we hailed a cab back to redstone campus, not wanting to walk the 30min hike back to campus, everyone was feeling the same relaxed and content vibe. I couldn't think of a better way to kick off the first true night of college.