My mom emailed me these photos of my old room
(as a continuation of the last post).
It's funny to think about
how the whole time I was living in this house,
I was working fastidiously on:
"Operation: Return to Europe".
After having lived there before,
I missed it a little too much...
...to the point where I slept 4 hours a night
so that I'd have time for internship and grant applications
that would send me right back to Europe
Well, here I am,
back in Europe
I kind of miss the place I was trying so hard to get away from.
Funny how that works.
I had 2 roommates who I loved dearly
(and still love dearly)
who graciously let me have
the master bedroom
with a bathroom all to myself.
The house was so close to campus
so I'd either walk or bike to class each day.
It was kind of perfect.
If I had to find one word to sum up
my time in this house
it would be: hysterics.
I honestly don't believe
there was a day that passed
when my roommates and I weren't laughing hysterically
at least once.
Yup...I'd say either "hysterics" or "Beyonce".
(We had some pretty intense dance parties there).
My oldest sister loved college more than anyone I'll ever meet.
She's been out of college for almost 10 years
and is so happily married.
She loves her life
but she tells me that sometimes
she has dreams that she's still in college
and she wakes up wanting to cry because she misses it so badly.
She said to me once (and I remember this so clearly),
"There is just something about closing a chapter of your life
and knowing that it will never be the same again...
..that no matter what you do,
you can't get back to that place."
I'm happy where I am now.
And one of my goals for 2011
is to stop nostalgically dwelling on the past
and focus on the present day.
But with that said....
college kind of went by a little too quickly.
Maybe I've shouldn't have tried to rush it.