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This will be cheesy. read or don't read. (Like deal or no deal).
I was reading nantucketgirl's recent (probably friends-only) journal entry earlier today and it got me thinking...
Stacey's entry was about visiting her alma mater and I allowed myself to think about UMass.
I rarely allow myself to think about UMass.
Yeah, I know, I know. I still go there. Technically. I mean I am getting my Master of Education [just learned today it's Master singular not Masters plural] through it but I am never on campus because my classes are all held in Springfield.
But I digress... I get this extremely intense sense of nostalgia when I think about UMass so I try my hardest not to. Honestly, it's the kind of nostalgia that you get when you remember how good things were but not the kind you get when you think to yourself, "I wish I were back there".
I had such a great time at UMass and met so many good people that are no longer there that it honestly breaks my heart a little bit to think that it will never be the same and that all of those people will never be as accessible as they were then. And I know it's silly and I know I should get over it and get over myself but it just makes me too sad. Yes, there are still amazing people there (Tim, nahcedes, C.J., Holly, Moogs and Matt, for example) but I just hate change. Hate it.
I miss arobmac and I miss jpec41 and squirrelygirl24 and chris51982 and i_may_be_crazy and Adam and Erina and Dobrev and Crystal and Moora and Tim Fitz and seriously everyone. And it's sucky and teenager-ish of me but I hate that my friends that are there think that I don't want to visit them and I hate that they don't understand that it hurts me to be there. I wish it didn't but it does and it makes it hard for me.