13 Things I Miss After Graduating College

13 Things I Miss After Graduating College

Can we just pretend I haven't graduated yet?

It's been four months since I graduated from college, and I already miss it terribly. College days were some of the best of my life. Sure, the classes and exams were stressful at times, but the amazing parts balanced it out. Here's 13 things I miss most about college:

1. Having "free" food thanks to dining dollars and meal plans

Campus meal plans may have sucked at times, but nothing sucks as much as actually having to spend your hard earned cash on food..that isn't even unlimited! Campus dollars were the light of my life; it's like monopoly money that works in real life.

2. Free seats in the student section at football games

Not to mention the tailgating for hours that happens before...

3. Partying every night of the week without judgement

If it's a coping skill it's fine, right? Rush parties, frat parties, house parties, birthday parties...the list goes on.

4. Choosing your schedule

Not a morning person? Not a problem. In college you get to choose your class timings, whereas in the post-college world, you do what your employer says. (Hint: it's usually not the hours you like to work).

5. Dressing like bum every day is OK

Something tells me if I show up to work in sweatpants I'm not going to get the same reaction as I would if I wore them to class. The real world has a dress code and it's the bane of my existence.

6. Being surrounded by attractive people your age all the time

College is a little bubble where you're surrounded by people that are your age and have the same motivations and interests as you. You're surrounded by all the *single* fish in the sea all at once; in the real world, you're not constantly surrounded by attractive guys 24/7... and it's awful.

7. Living in a three-mile radius of all your friends

Try moving to a new city where your only friends are coworkers and your roommate.. and your friends at home are now four hours away. Post-grad social life sucks.

8. Skipping classes because you just don't feel like going

Sure, there may be a few consequences but in the end, you can still skip! In the real world there's things like PTO and call-in days and only a certain number of sick leaves. It's a combination of high school policies and Hell.

9. Spring break

It's the most wonderful time of the year complete with beach trips, cruises, or all-inclusive resorts in Mexico. In the real world you have bills and no breaks. RIP the fun, crazy spring breaker you used to be.

10. Three month long summer vacations

You literally have three months to do whatever you want, lay out by the pool and bask in the glorious sun. The closest you get to that in the real world is staring at the sun from inside your office window.

11. Late night food

Cookout, Taco Bell, McDonald's: All of them were part of your nightly routine a few times in the week. Now it's all about being in bed at a reasonable hour so you're not dead on your feet at work the next morning.

12. Daily naps

Gap between classes? Nap time. Tired after a long day? Nap it out. In the real world: Work all day so you can barely sleep for a few hours at night. It's miserable.

13. The school spirit

There's really nothing that compares to the feeling of being united as a whole based on the school you go to. Once a member of the pack, always a member of the pack.


College: Amazing

Real World: Shit

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To The Friends I Won't Talk To After High School

I sincerely hope, every great quality I saw in you, was imprinted on the world.


So, for the last four years I’ve seen you almost everyday. I’ve learned about your annoying little brother, your dogs and your crazy weekend stories. I’ve seen you rock the awful freshman year fashion, date, attend homecoming, study for AP tests, and get accepted into college.

Thank you for asking me about my day, filling me in on your boy drama and giving me the World History homework. Thank you for complimenting my outfits, laughing at me presenting in class and listening to me complain about my parents. Thank you for sending me your Quizlets and being excited for my accomplishments- every single one of them. I appreciate it all because I know that soon I won’t really see you again. And that makes me sad. I’ll no longer see your face every Monday morning, wave hello to you in the hallways or eat lunch with you ever again. We won't live in the same city and sooner or later you might even forget my name.

We didn’t hang out after school but none the less you impacted me in a huge way. You supported my passions, stood up for me and made me laugh. You gave me advice on life the way you saw it and you didn’t have to but you did. I think maybe in just the smallest way, you influenced me. You made me believe that there’s lots of good people in this world that are nice just because they can be. You were real with me and that's all I can really ask for. We were never in the same friend group or got together on the weekends but you were still a good friend to me. You saw me grow up before your eyes and watched me walk into class late with Starbucks every day. I think people like you don’t get enough credit because I might not talk to you after high school but you are still so important to me. So thanks.

With that said, I truly hope that our paths cross one day in the future. You can tell me about how your brothers doing or how you regret the college you picked. Or maybe one day I’ll see you in the grocery store with a ring on your finger and I’ll be so happy you finally got what you deserved so many guys ago.

And if we ever do cross paths, I sincerely hope you became everything you wanted to be. I hope you traveled to Italy, got your dream job and found the love of your life. I hope you have beautiful children and a fluffy dog named Charlie. I hope you found success in love before wealth and I hope you depended on yourself for happiness before anything else. I hope you visited your mom in college and I hope you hugged your little sister every chance you got. She’s in high school now and you always tell her how that was the time of your life. I sincerely hope, every great quality I saw in you, was imprinted on the world.

And hey, maybe I’ll see you at the reunion and maybe just maybe you’ll remember my face. If so, I’d like to catch up, coffee?



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I Wonder If You'd Be Proud of Me

Or if you even think of me at all.


I wonder if you'd be proud of me.

My first thought when I wake up in the morning is whether or not you still think of me. I think about if I am wearing the right outfit if I were to see you that day. I think about if I am saying the right thing for you to want to want me again.

Throughout my day, I think about whether or not you're happy. I wonder if the feeling in my heart of missing who I thought you were is making its way to you. Sometimes I think about what I did to make you hate me as much as you do.

Sometimes when things get really hard, I think about picking up the phone to call you. Time keeps passing from the last time I saw you and during that time I've painted a picture of you that would probably only disappoint me in the end. Your phone number still sits in my phone and I go to your contact, wanting to call, but knowing that at the other end is not the person I used to know.

I wonder if you watch me. I wonder if the posts I make, pictures I post, and articles I write are viewed by you and whether or not you care to even search my name. I wonder if you ask people about me or if you care to know the person I am today.

Without you, I have changed. It has been two years and though time will only continue moving on without you, I wonder what would have happened if I didn't make the choices I made to make you react in the way you have.

When the sun shines bright on the flowers blooming around campus, I think of your jokes and sarcastic wit. When the rain pours from the sky and keeps me imprisoned within the walls of a building, I think of ways I felt imprisoned by you. When clouds form shapes in the sky that I can make stories out of, I think of the way life could've been.

Sometimes I write to you. They are the letters I can never send because I have to remind myself that though we knew each other once, you do not know me anymore. The picture in my mind of who you are now is someone who'd love me with open arms, but I know that there's no truth in that. It's only my wishful thinking out to break my heart once more.

I wonder if you hear me when I try talking to you. I wonder if the words I tell God are making their way to you as you go on living the life we always talked about when times get tough. I wonder if you're talking to God about me.

As I watch the sunset, I think about the last moment I was with you. As that chapter ended, I was only wishfully thinking that walking away would save me from further pain. In the end, I don't know about how life would've been different had it not happened.

When my picture of you gets too bright and I share it with others, I am reminded of reality. The screaming, crying, pushing, shoving, and hitting touches my skin once more in the form of flashbacks that push me further down into the depths of a depression. I am reminded of the hundreds of suicidal thoughts and letters that I've written once before.

No matter what, my heart still yearns for a hug. A hug where I can bury myself into your body and feel safe. A hug where I forget every worry in my mind and focus solely on the love.

I wonder if you'd still love me if I changed myself to be the person you've always wanted me to be. I wonder if you'd forgive me for walking away, even if it was for me to change to be a better person. I wonder if you'll ever even read this.

Days like today, I want to go back in time. I sit on the benches around campus and look up at the sky, down at the cars passing by, and listen to life move on all around me as I remain stuck. I hear people talking, see them laughing, and wonder if there's any way I could one day feel as alive as they do.

The truth is that I was never enough for you. No matter how much I changed, kept notes of what you liked so I could be like that, or just kept my head down and moved silently, nothing was ever enough.

No matter what, though, I still yearn to be loved in the way that I picture you should've loved me. Closure does not exist. You were the ones who were supposed to hold me down. But now I am nothing to you...I was always nothing to you.

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