Let alone my 25th.
In honor of going back to Notre Dame for the home opener tomorrow, I'm going to rattle off a few things I'm currently missing about being a student on gameday:
1) Waking up in the nook to the fight song.
Waking up to the fight song is always awesome, but junior year my bed was quite literally tucked into a window nook, so my head was right up against the window. And no matter how bad my head hurt at 9am on Saturday, I was so happy that the trumpets were blaring right under my window because it meant it was gameday.
2) The student section.
For realz. Liza, sneak me in?
3) Never needing to figure out where to park.
It might have seemed like a trek at the time, but hauling my butt over to the parking lots behind the stadium on my own two feet was so much better than trying to strategically plan my transportation for the day.
4) Playing Boom at Corby Row.
Again! Again! Again!
5) Snuggling on the futon after a loss. Or driving to Chicago to run a half marathon.
We did a lot of losing during my tenure as an undergrad. I also convinced some friends to drive to Chicago with me after our loss to Tulsa last year. Seriously good decision.
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Robes? Ropes? |
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Silliness. |
But then again, I do miss ordering Jimmy Johns to the library. I might just go to the library on Sunday anyways and pretend I'm wriritng a big paper. I do need to return that one book that ended up with all of my stuff back in VA. Don't worry, the rumors are false about the university witholding your diploma for overdue library books. Mine was definitely in the envelope.
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