I have been done with classes for a little over two months now and I can’t explain how much I think about Auburn — not only the amazing campus, the crazy nights, the endless number of beautiful girls, but I even miss the classes, the random people you meet, the mornings where you wake up feeling terrible, the walk downtown for nights at the bars, but most importantly, the feeling of knowing you have all your friends at your fingertips and they are always a phone call away.
I have yet to graduate (which will happen Aug. 4th, God willing), but I am pretty much done with my days at Auburn.
Everyday, I am thankful for having a great four years and would not trade it for anything in the world, but I have come to learn that Auburn spoils you in every way possible. No longer will you have such a connection with so many people in such a small community. No longer will you find an apartment for $274.28 (I love you too, Logan Square). No longer will you walk on a campus with so many good looking people (I’ll admit, compared to what I have seen, Auburn, by far, has the best looking girls to date and even has good looking guys too and no, I’m not gay) No longer will you be able to take a nap whenever you want, or sleep in all day. No longer will you feel so at home when you are so far away from your real home.
I miss the Fall days before football season when the air just started to get cool and beer tasted that much better at night. I miss the early days of Spring where no one is in class and girls break out the shorts. I miss the football games and of course, tailgating (this coming from a guy who wasn’t as die-hard of a fan as most of my friends). I miss walking on campus and seeing my family of friends. I miss the drive from I-85 to Auburn, knowing that I was “going home.” I miss the smell of whiskey and sweat in the student section of the football stadium and the smell of cigarette smoke and perfume at the bars. I miss the inside jokes that I will never remember. I miss the trips to the library and seeing people hopped up on coffee and adderol. I miss the girls who treated me good, even when I was an idiot (that could be a whole other note). I miss trips to Wal-Mart to buy nothing. I miss the feeling of knowing everything.
I am glad for the people I met. I am glad for my friends who always made every night fun. I am thankful for all the people who listened to me with my guitar. I am thankful for the girls who treated me like crap — you know who you are — and I am glad it happened the way it did, now I know what I don’t like in people. I am glad for the bad things that happened, the failed tests, the missed days in class and the times I made a fool of myself. I’m learning.
This note could go on and on about what I miss and what I will never be able to relive, but that is a part of growing up and having great memories.
You hear people say that Auburn is a place you can’t describe to others, you can only experience. I agree. I will never be able to replicate anything that happened while I was there and I am content with that. It would never be the same.
When I was finishing up school, I was told there is one worse thing than leaving college — not being able to leave college. I think those words are perfect. I don’t want to hang around and see all my friends off and try to relive my glory days, I want to keep them where they are.
I will miss the sights and sounds and smells of my four years at school, but I will never forget them. Those were the best four years of life.
I’ll end here, but let it be known that I find things every day that I miss and took for granted. God, I love that place. Have fun and live it up.