Found myself driving one of my coworkers to the OU Bookstore recently and since it's so close to the start of fall term (three days) it's an absolute jungle. I remember hating hating hating wading through all the people to have the opportunity to dump a load of cash on overfluffed overpriced textbooks.
I guess when you don't have that over your head you can just sit back, relax, and enjoy the scenery. It doesn't help though when you realize that the campus gets more convenient and pretty only *after* you leave. Tuition dollars at work.
...enjoying not having to take anymore classes... wait, why am I going to Dallas again? :-)
Posted by Orpheus at August 22, 2003 02:58 PMAdmit it: you miss it. Some small voice deep within you is crying out to be a student again--and then it quickly becomes the fraile young white guy in prison to yet another voice in your mind: REASON.
...but there's not getting around it. Part of you misses the university life.
Posted by: Mel on August 22, 2003 03:58 PM