On not going back to school when everyone else does

I knew that the reality of being done with college wouldn't hit home until the new semester started. I was right.

My cousin started as a freshman this week. I've been going back and forth to her dorm room to drop off books that I'm renting or selling back...in pants. Going back on campus brings back all of the good memories and the bad memories...like I thought it would.

There are many things about my school that I love...the people, some of the routine and etc (I'm sure I would love the no hose rule if I had had it when I was a student) but at the same time there are many things that I do not miss at all.

I feel kind of strange thoough. Take for instance my morning routine. I don't go in to Streetside until ten. That's not unusual for me during the summer but now everyone is back in school. A couple of days ago I thought about that as I was doing my daily hour of reading. I realized that during the semester while I was in school I wouldn't be sitting in the recliner reading at this time of the day...I would be at school either in class or in the Snack schop working on homework.

I have to say that was a pretty strange feeling.

Here's the irony of the situation. When I do start back to school this coming June, everyone else I know will be finishing school for the semester.