Reminiscing College Days

Happy St. Patrick's Day weekend girlies! How are you celebrating?

Ever since we moved to Seattle, we haven't celebrated St. Pat's. But when I lived in the mid west, and especially in college, St. Pat's was a big deal. Our school was known for its annual St. Patrick's Day celebration, which lasted all week long, with games, parties and parades.

But it's not the drinking that I miss the most. Our school, a small, mostly boring, and tightly knit community full of engi-nerds, provided opportunities to develop long lasting friendships. While most people I met later in life have either lost touch with their old friends, or just haven't kept as strong of a bond, I have never lost the few that I made from school.

That must have been a fun girls' night out.

Relationships are developed over the amount of quality time we spend with each other -- let me emphasize on the word QUALITY -- and how we support each other through thick and thin. I remember crying on friends' shoulders during break ups, listening to them rant about their love lives until 3 a.m., and helping each other with homework until the sun came up. Those are times that none other experience can replace, when trust was affirmed through action, and not just lip service, or a quick wall post on facebook.

Chit Chatting in my room - one of our favorite things to do.

After graduation, whenever we can, we have always gone back during St. Pat's to relive our wild, crazy college days -- and again, not for the partying, but to be with each other.


Now that we are in Seattle, miles away from school, I haven't gone back in years. (Though I can still order that infamous annual St. Pat's shirt. Too bad my school isn't like Alabama Apparel -- go Dr. Bross :O) -- where alums can get University of Alabama shirts online.) But maybe, someday, we'll all meet up (at that dungeon of a bar) again.

What about you, girlie? What do you reminisce the most about the past?