I’ve never been happier than I was at 2 a.m. on Sunday, Nov. 2.  This is not an exaggeration.  Many might wonder what I was doing up in the wee hours of the morning, but that fact is irrelevant to the awesomeness that occurred.

My cell phone started doing weird things.  And when I say weird, I mean 2 o’clock happened twice.  After careful deliberation, I realized that it was none other than Daylight Savings Time.  As a result, I was in the midst of falling back.

As many might struggle to remember, Halloween was the Friday night before DST, so that weekend was overflowing with reasons to celebrate.  But, I might venture to say that DST was better than Halloween.  Shocking, right?

After attending multiple fiestas Halloween night and after ‘my baby’ had fallen out of my dress one too many times (I went as Bristol Palin), I was by far Halloweened out.  And, it was time to get my sleep on.  Unfortunately though, my Saturday was jam-packed with various rendezvous’ all over the Triangle, thus sleeping was not on the itinerary.

Saturday afternoon when I was running on empty I adamantly warned everyone who would listen that Sunday was my sleeping day.  I had previously set aside the entirety of Sunday to restoring my life back.  In spite of that, the occurrence of DST managed to slip my mind.

At 2 a.m., I was rejoicing DST like it was 1999.  Maybe it was the fact that I forgot we acquired an extra hour or maybe it was because I watched the clock literally jump back in time, but I merrily denounced then and there that ‘Fall Back’ was the best holiday ever.

The United States first adopted the implementation of Daylight Savings Time in 1918 as a way to alleviate economic hardships during wartime.  But in modern day America, I view DST as the answer to college students’ prayers.

The end of October can be grueling on one’s mind and body as the final stretch of first semester is looming ahead.  The weekend offers many outlets for alleviating accumulated stress over the previous school week, and due to the social aspects of college life, sleep can sometimes take a back seat.  Hence, the No. 1 reason for DST’s greatness.

By Halloween, autumn is in full swing as colorful leaves begin to scatter the quad.  Uggs begin to replace Rainbows as the season’s most clichéd college-female footwear of choice.  And, thoughts of pumpkin pie and cranberry sauce begin to ensue.  Yes, Fall has finally arrived and fortunately, so has ‘Fall Back.’

Thanks to DST, I can now wearily walk to my 8 a.m. in daylight.  Thanks to DST, I have a justifiable reason to not go for a jog past 6 p.m. because it’s already dark out.  But most importantly thanks to DST, I had a vital supplementary hour to recover from a hellacious Halloween weekend.

By Anna Feagan