Apr 23, 2006 22:01
simple math: blacksburg = heaven
this has been one of the best weekends of my life. it started thursday when i found out i could leave raleigh in time to make it to the burg for tnc. they moved tnc back to the hokie house, and hearing "two step" while playing pool at the hokie house brought back a ton of memories. i also revived one of my old traditions and paid for everyone's drinks. 8 people got smashed for $75, how can you not love the burg!!!
friday got off to a great start as well. had lunch with james, amy, mercedes, and the super-cute cheryl at china inn, then started drinking and throwing darts before 1pm. sobered up for initiation and macados, but passed out at 10:15. i was just saving myself for saturday, yeah, that's my story...
saturday was @%&^@#^ incredible. alumni brunch was better than usual. the alumni assoc. meeting was better than usual as well, because we didn't do any business and i didn't have to pay dues. then i got to see the pietasters at top of the stairs. talk about reliving some old memories in the burg!!! i talked to a bunch of people in the band before the show, and when it was over they gave me a free t-shirt. then i met matt and sam at champs for 2 beers, then i had to run back to the hotel to get ready for banquet. the banquet itself was a lot of fun, but i don't think this one will stick out in my mind years from now.
today was even better. we had perfect weather for the alumni vs. active football game and picnic. the burg often has terrible weather, but when it does get good it's breathtaking. after hanging out with the zb bros for most of the afternoon, i drove back to raleigh and hung out with ravi's friends at the pool. i learned WAY too much about megha's roommate! good times, good times...
going back to the burg always recharges my batteries, but this year more than ever. and to think i almost didn't go. i really didn't want to have to explain over and over that i had to drop out of grad school. no one really knows how much that still hurts. no one knows how long i dreamed about the career and life i would have when i finished my phd, and no one knows my sense of loss at having that dream disappear. i think about it constantly. i can barely stand being seen by my friends because i'm so ashamed about being such a failure. i can't even answer the phone when they try to call me, and i can't even tell them why i can't answer the phone. they have no idea that when they see me i'm so incredibly and overwhelmingly sad. there was only one person i could let see the real me, one person who could light up the darkest corners of my life. i miss her. a lot.