i saw you on the street, i went away, i saw other things

I went back to school today to find this new mural in front of campus center North. I am a part of it. I feel good on the inside that several people are seeing this and thinking, "Oh, I know her, that's cool!" or possibly, "What a neat polaroid collage. Look at all these people I don't know but boy aren't they good-looking!"

I went up on a whim, with a flimsy stance on attending a memorial service for a girl who I used to be friends with who died in a fire over this summer.

Oh and if someone who is a graduate and quite possibly sensitive about this fact is returning to campus for a visit, it's kind of rude to blurt out, "What are you DOING here?"

Yeah, we don't like that. It makes us feel this tall. Please quit it.

I didn't realize how much I missed some people until I saw them. I also didn't realize that yes it is in fact possible to cram one wild weekend's worth of college-grade "drama" into a period of 22 hours. Only at Purchase. Will you stay up until 7am drinking tea and chatting and then wake up and eat a quesadilla.

I don't know what to do.