Chapel Hill is alive again and positively throbbing with energy from the thousands of college students and their families who have made their way to campus. School doesn't actually start until Wednesday, so these kids have two whole days of mischief ahead of them.I honestly MISS being in college and am a little jealous of these kids. Their worlds are so wide open and full of potential and possibilities. Okay, in all fairness, my world is still wide-open and full of possibilities, but there is something to that feeling of utter naivete and unabashed optimism that greets you with every new school year.
Heck, I even miss the school work. Um, is it weird to admit that I MISS being graded? I MISS sitting in class and having the knowledge of my professors wash over me (some were more successful at communicating that knowledge than others). I miss that feeling of being part of a system larger than myself. Of being affiliated with a university...MY university.
My three and a half years in college were like a dream. I dated; I went to school; I went to parties; I had sisters; I went to football games; I ate...A LOT. I never really had to think about the outside world. That is, of course, with the very big exception of 9/11, which happened during my sophomore year.
I am in the real world now, but still living on a college campus. It's a very surreal feeling. It's like straddling two worlds. On the one hand, I get to experience the energy associated with a college campus (youth, college sports, under-age shenanigans, etc.) and on the other, I'm married, contemplating having kids in the near future, looking for a job, paying bills, making ends meet...you get the picture.
Sometimes, I really do just have to stop and thank my lucky, quirky, unpredictable stars for my life.
Oh yeah, GO SEMINOLES!!
Heck, I even miss the school work. Um, is it weird to admit that I MISS being graded? I MISS sitting in class and having the knowledge of my professors wash over me (some were more successful at communicating that knowledge than others). I miss that feeling of being part of a system larger than myself. Of being affiliated with a university...MY university.
My three and a half years in college were like a dream. I dated; I went to school; I went to parties; I had sisters; I went to football games; I ate...A LOT. I never really had to think about the outside world. That is, of course, with the very big exception of 9/11, which happened during my sophomore year.
I am in the real world now, but still living on a college campus. It's a very surreal feeling. It's like straddling two worlds. On the one hand, I get to experience the energy associated with a college campus (youth, college sports, under-age shenanigans, etc.) and on the other, I'm married, contemplating having kids in the near future, looking for a job, paying bills, making ends meet...you get the picture.
Sometimes, I really do just have to stop and thank my lucky, quirky, unpredictable stars for my life.
Oh yeah, GO SEMINOLES!!
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