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This weekend is Labor Day weekend here in North America, otherwise known as Beer-Chugging-A-La-Palooza-Whamma-Lamma-Ding-Dong. Basically, for most people it’s just another excuse to vegetate, pig out on dead roasted animals, and chug back as much alcohol you can handle. As for me, I’m heading north to visit some old friends. Ever since I moved back to my hometown, I’ve found that it was getting increasingly harder to keep in contact with people I’ve met while I was away at school. It’s hard to stay in touch with people who you don’t interact with on a daily basis; it doesn’t matter how close you once were to them. I guess I’m just a bad friend. I’m really looking forward to this weekend. It will give me a chance to catch up on old times and to hopefully relieve the stress that I have endured over these past couple of months that dated back to when I first handed in my application.
You ever noticed that your college friends are so much different from your high school friends. I find that I connect more with my college friends even though I grew up with my high school ones. I think it’s because when you go away to school, you grow up faster, you’re forced to become independent, and you’re exposed to more “things.” And these people just happen to be in your life at the time when you’re just figuring things out. College turned out to be a very important chapter in my life.
I miss those days in college where we would wake up with a heavy hangover yet throw back a beer anyway…
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