Yes, I made in one piece to Ripon, Wisconsin. College town of less than 10,000 in the middle of nowhere. Yes, in the middle of nowhere. Anyone know where Rosendale is? (Don't answer if you actually reside in Ripon or Rosendale at the moment.) Didn't think so.
It is by no means an acid trip-like experience. But it is still very comparable. It is quite surreal to be back in a place that has so many memories. Anyone who has come home after decades of not even travelling in the same state can imagine what I'm going through right now. An epoch of my life that does not need to be relived, yet I hunger for that exact thing. Right now, my sisters (I am a notorious alum for a sorority) are having a closed house meeting. I cannot be there because I am not an active member. Quite alright. But in case they are talking about me behind my back - I still love you girls!
No, they're definitely not talking about me behind my back because there's nothing to talk about. I was not, what you would call, remarkable back in the day. Sure, I made a few people laugh and finally got to be Social Chair during my senior year. I was obscure compared to my counterparts of the day: Lindsey, E, Gina, Toni... Em, Erin and I were the ones who hung out together and just giggled. Oh, you didn't do that in college? Well, that's sad. We actually had a lot of fun. That's what I like to remember about this place. There are so many other memories that I wish I never had. But I can securely say that they helped me become the person I am today. Or at least that's what I told the newspaper writer that wanted a quote from me b/c of my future escapades in Oslo.
I'm excited, because I will finally get to hang out with my sisters and become the celebrity that I always wanted to be.
Go me!