Hello fellow Boilermakers! I had a few of you stop by yesterday and now I see that I have a link right here so hopefully I'll get some more to stop by. I used to miss college so much and I hate to say it... but I had a better time this past summer than my 6 years in college. I used to brag all the time to anyone who would listen how fun Purdue was (and don't get me wrong, IT WAS) but I am enjoying myself a lot more now. I still have my closest friends from school, but I have made a new group of friends as well. I finally feel my age. You couldn't pay me to get back into a class room. I love the fact I can sit on my lazy ass and watch The Real World/Road Rules Challenge and not have to worry about typing a paper. I will never have to do algebra again. Of course, I miss $4.25 "Stong Islands" from Stacks... but I digress. Now visiting Purdue is more like a vacation. I can appreciate everything I loved about it, and I can forget everything I loathed.
By the way... this is one of the best gifs I have ever seen! I got it off the site I linked above. It is bad ass! It represents all the sports I love (and one I hate)
I had a horrendous dream last night. It was so real! Plausible! My beloved roommate Casey died in a fire... and I remember bawling my eyes out. Ben Affleck was there to console me... so wait. Maybe it wasn't all that plausible. I don't even fancy Ben Affleck. He needs to get out of my dreams! (and don't even think about getting into my car... and if you got that, you are as big of a 80's geek as I am. Welcome!) When slowly came around this morning, the dream fading from my brain, I heard Casey shuffling off to the bathroom. I was flooded by such an enourmous sense of relief.
He's Alive!
I wanted to get out of bed and give him a bear hug that would have made his head pop off. This would have most likely scared the shit out of him, so I held back. I don't know if I even want to tell him about my dream. Would I want someone to tell me I died in their dream? Casey is only emotional when he's drunk, so I doubt he would respond well to the sappy sentiments I'd be throwing his way. Casey is like a brother to me, which I have always wanted (my younger tomboy sister is a close second) and I guess I was the most freaked out by the dream because I have never lost someone close to me that was around my age.I can't even comphrehend how scary and devastating that would be. I hope I don't find out anytime soon. I need to appreciate my friends everyday I get to spend with them. Let them know how much they mean to me. Because you never know...