Being on campus everyday has allowed me the experience of passing through/around/by hoards of incoming undergrad freshman during their orientations.
On one hand, I get nostalgic, observing these teenagers, remembering my own bright eyed, bushy-tailed self back then. I was so excited to be going to college, so hopeful of things to come. 25 was just a vague age, and sounded, frankly, old. Being undeclared, and not knowing where I would be beyond UVA had its youthful freedoms.
On the other hand, it's so corny! The school spirit, the enthusiasm underscoring the idea that college is the "best four years of your life" is cringeworthy. There is definitely life beyond graduation, little kids.
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