Back at Hiram, Don't Wanna Go To School

Well, I'm back. Back to school that is. You know, as far as I can remember, I was totally psyched to get back to Hiram every other year of my college education, but this year, not so much. It's not because of the people. I've been looking forward to smooching Dave D, and hanging out with the infamous Sam, walking past the Henry Lounge during Dragon Ball Z hour, when the lounge will be filled to capacity. The freshmen this year are actually cool, or at the very least quiet, and we've got alot of converts from other dorms moving into Henry as well. So as far as people go, I'm glad to see em'. Most of them. Those close to me will know what I'm saying.

Sometimes I'm just a bit bummed. Because there's so much I have to take care of this semester. . . what with Grad school and my senior APEX presentation. . . and PHYSICS. Why am I taking Calc based physics? What is my problem? Oh well. It just stresses me out. That, and I had forgotten how many lovely senior folks are gone. I keep walking down the stairwell and wanting to scurry into Sprite and Tom's room to bug them. But neither of them lives there anymore. I keep hoping to see my dear Alice walk into the lounge, but baby she's doesn't live here either! No more Phil Dove in my classes asking the important questions that we're all afraid to ask, no more Meghan ( I can't spell her name) in the bookstore to chat with, no more Melissa waiting in the science learning center to talk with while we wait for our AIBS meetings to start. I didn't realize how much I'd miss all of them, even the ones I only barely new. It's just all a bit sad. But I guess it was for them too, when they were seniors.

I just keep fluctuating between being so blissfully happy that my eyes tear up a bit, to being really rather bummed, but not horribly so. This morning was a good moment. Dave, Sam, and I were all hanging out together in the room, eating snacks, drinking soda, and waiting for it to be time to go to class. It reminded me of freshman year, when we all sortof shared a room together, and were so damn happy for awhile. I don't want to even think about how much I'm going to miss Sam.

Life isn't all that shabby, in fact, it's really good. And I'll adjust to the missing folks, and then we'll see how things are. In the meantime. . . BACK TO SCHOOL FOR ME.