Back to school

I forgot I had this blog for a few days. 

This past weekend I was a college student again. 

Well, minus the lectures, reading, homework, and exams, but more along the lines of living the social life of a college student. 

I stayed up well past my granny-esque bedtime of 10 pm. (WELL past.) I woke up ridiculously late too. I visited 2 different Good Wills in the course of 2 days. I am THRILLED of my purchases of 6 Milk Glass products for the grand total of $3.94, including tax! I ate at Panera 4 times within 5 days. And ordered almost the same thing every time. (U Pick 2: French Onion soup and Chicken Bacon Dijon panini, side of chips and an Iced Green Tea for here, thank you very much.) I watched a few chick flicks in the middle of the day. I got dressed up for a birthday dinner and only ordered a sampler appetizer plate, to save money, naturally. I captured crazy moments on camera. I posted said captured moments on Facebook shortly after. I went apple picking and took a picture with Ronnie Jr., a race car driving Scarecrow. I made new friends. It has been made official on Facebook. I laughed a lot. 

I had fun. 

I do not regret my real college experience at all. Living off campus with my grandmother was such a blessing, both financially and being able to spend quality time with her. My semester living in the school apartments was wonderful. I had a great roommate and had friends who made my time there worthwhile, and gave me a lot of great memories throughout college.

I have to be honest though, and say that my college experience was totally different than the one I lived for a weekend in Virginia. Not nearly as high paced and crazy. Granted, I'm an old woman now, and I'm not sure I could keep up with those young whippersnappers anymore... (jk).. but it was fun seeing the other side, the side I didn't quite have. 

In light of the events that unfolded during my trip to the South, I decided that when I (hopefully) attend grad school (hopefully) next fall, I'm going to be the most outrageously fun grad student ever. I'm going to have a sweet apartment, throw together sweet shindigs, host sweet dinner parties, and basically just be cool. You should really try to stay friends with me for that. :-)

And for the record, I don't know how people go to school that requires a drive more than 3 hours away from home. Being 1.5 hours away from home at PBU spoiled me. The 7.5 it took to get to Liberty nearly killed me.