BO CO MO

Today with the brisk fall breeze coming in through my window I started thinking about good ole Columbia, Missouri. My college town. The place where a beer on a Friday night was a $1.75. The place where you could eat a great Mexican meal and have Margaritas for less than $10. Columbia was like a haven for the poor and I wish I was back there.

I miss Bambino's, El Maguey, McNally's, Big 12, Harpo's, and even the Vu. I miss walking to the Diner late at night or going through the Hardees drive through after a rough night at Shiloh.

I strangely wanted to grow up so fast and leave Mizzou. I wanted out of college and into the real world where I could get up in the morning and have my Starbucks Cafe Americano while reading the New York Times. I wanted to live in my chic city loft where I was able to afford everything from Crate & Barrel, but I soon realized that all of that was such a myth.

Maybe they feed you that lie to make you leave college because honestly who would want to if they knew that there was no money, no jobs and serious problems out there. Who would want to leave if you knew that all your coworkers can be cruel heartless bitches and that the men in this world were doing nothing but trying to keep you from reaching the top (oh and trying to sleep with you.)

No one would leave. I wouldn't have! I would have taken my sweet time. I would have actually paid attention in the useless Geology class because it is better than being at work. I would have woken up and gone to Bio 10 because at least there I was using my brain waves for something.

It is just amazing that now that school is over I wish I was back there because trust me when I tell you that the books and papers were not at all bad compared to the job market today!