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Yes and no.
I miss the campus. I miss my friends. I miss sleeping in and skipping class whenever I felt like it. I miss living in the chapter house. I miss going down to the kitchen on Sunday mornings and hearing all the stories from the night before. I miss blasting cheesy pop music and putting makeup on in the hallway while people walk in and out of each others rooms trying to decide what to wear out. I miss going out any night of the week. I miss the academic atmosphere.
I don't miss the homework. I don't miss the uncertainty of what to do after graduation. I don't miss the immaturity (okay, maybe a little). I don't miss the boy chase. I don't miss the extra 25 lbs. I had back then. I don't miss the stupid little dramas. I don't miss my bad fashion sense. I don't miss some of my bad decisions.
While it's fun to relive memories, there is a reason college only lasts so long. Though I would like to eventually go back, get my masters and work for a University.
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It's gonna be a hootenanny.
Or maybe a jamboree.
Or possibly even a shindig or lollapalooza.
Perhaps it'll be a hootshinpaloozaree. I don't know.
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