My university world is in 5 medium sized identical UHAUL boxes traveling across the country right now...how dramatic. It's been a full week and now I have some time to reflect...it seems so unreal that its over. I guess its been finishing in phases....my closest friends left while i was in Australia so this goodbye wasn't as crazy as it could have been...which is a good thing. I've been saying my goodbyes every four months for five years now...i'm used to it...but i still wouldn't say I'm too good at it.
I had no idea what to do with my fishy Electra...so i decided to set him free in Columbia Lake. I know i probably aided in its death by depositing it into dirty (possibly man made) waters where it will likely be eaten alive by bigger and more ferocious lake dwelling fish...but i guess the first couple of minutes of his freedom felt incredible when he realized he wasn't looking out through those glass walls. Oh the visceral irony of it all...how i wish i could stay in that glass bowl for a bit longer. Not one part of me is ready to enter those murky waters of real life.
The day of my last exam i decided to go incognito on this side of the world and do a little uni documentation of all the spots that meant something to me these past 5 years. Here they are below...
311 - the venue for pre-bar, post-bar, and themed parties, chilled out conversations, tv marathons, lots of laughter, cooking mishaps, post bar conversations lasting till the wee hours of morning...always good friends, always a distraction whenever needed...i'll miss it.
Currently named FUBAR (stands for Fu*kd Up Beyond All Recognition) but will always be Loose Change Louies in my heart! How many Thursday nights did we spend here...a hell of a lot thats how many....until Ceaser's came along.
Our regular Thursday night venue this past year...good times were had by all. The bouncers, the walks to and from in the freezing snow with open toe shoes, the lineups, the late entry and slamming double fisted doubles...
What were Friday nights in loo without Revolution? Although it changed throughout the years...the boys got ghetto-er, the girls got younger...the music got worse, the bar got a makeover...i guess we just got older. Memories of Moet, Pre-drinking with Hyp, checkered floors and lockers in the bathroom...how happy would we be when our 75 cents actually worked?? thats when we knew it would be a great Rev night...
And what would Rev be without Gino's after?? Although now called Campus Pizza...(was it ever called Ginos when i was around??), a night was never complete without a cab ride to Ginos...veggie pizza with garlic sauce, shooting the sh*t outside for a bit, post rev chilling session at our place...then sleeping through Saturday and S&TC on Saturday nights...then dc on sundays...that was the reg.
The walk to engineering...
My most favoritest bubble tea place ever! What great energy! I will miss their small chilled milk honeydew mango bubble tea with tapioca pearls :(
Ahhh Phat Cat gyros...and the gyro nazi...he was absolutely crazy but i still ate them for lunch at least 2wice a week...i dont know why i never just paid for the extra topping!!
Mel's was never our spot - but good milkshakes and rubbery eggs. Sugar mountain when we were in need of a sugar rush. And for all the sushi i ate here this term, i should have been called Mrs. Sushi.
DWE - the chem eng's home. Sitting in the same classrooms for hours on end while the non english speaking profs came in and out, stumbling over their words and offering brutal assignments as consolation...
The suffocating halls of DWE...
Ah, the pleasant smells of the 4th year room...the computers that were always locked and the mad rush to copy/finish assingments...my how our morale dropped as the years progressed...Well, there it is folks. My university career in a nutshell...I'll miss my little fishbowl. Now onto the murky waters of real life...
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