Last Day at PGSS

*Sigh* It’s that time again: time for departures and good byes.

I hate that. I spend 5 weeks getting used to my peers and the environment. Then all of a sudden, just when I become comfortable with this new lifestyle, time comes in and flips the bed that you are sleeping on over in the middle of the night.

To be truthful however, I am also relieved that I am going back to my good ol’ home. I can only handle a certain threshold of 2-3 hour sleep nights and college food. I need to eat rice and chinese cooking. It’s built into my genes.

In a semi-good way, I haven’t particularly become attached to anyone here. I became decent friends with a few people here, but nothing really more. I will certainly miss their help and company, but my friends back at home are just as cool–in different ways of course.

Leaving this year was a lot easier than last year. Besides the awesome classes here, I have really nothing else to miss. I was packing today for the grueling 9ish hour train ride back home, and I was feeling quite good until my roommate started playing sad, leaving-type music. It made me sentimental and caused me to think about life here. I made it through PGSS. I am now an alumnus of this prestegious program. It’s kind of like a feeling of graduation, I suppose. Everyone was in this together. Everyone worked through long nights and difficult days. Now, I can’t believe that this is the end. Never again, will the exact same thing happen again. The people here are awesome. I wish I could continue courses here instead of going back to school.

So, I hate saying goodbyes.

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3 Comments

  1. Eugene says:

    Are you considering CMU for college?

    Posted 7/31/2004 at 2:52 pm | Permalink
  2. Dave says:

    On the subject of food (since my one-track mind focused in on that from your entire post) the food at CMU is ranked second worst in the nation by the Princeton Review.

    Yeah, goodbyes always suck.

    Posted 7/31/2004 at 10:34 pm | Permalink
  3. For Euge:
    Yeah, why not? It’s a fairly good school. Good computing place.

    Dave:
    Hm, figures why I lost around 5 pounds when I was there. I really can’t survive on pasta and cottage cheese every day.

    Posted 8/3/2004 at 4:27 pm | Permalink

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  1. By mikexstudios: Last Day at PGSS on 10/16/2006 at 7:10 am

    [...] mikeXstudios (mikexstudios) wrote,@ 2004-07-30 23:21:00      Current mood: sad Last Day at PGSS *Sigh* It’s that time again: time for departures and good byes.I hate that. I spend 5 weeks getting used to my peers and the environment. Then all of a sudden, just when I become comfortable with this new lifestyle, time comes in and flips the bed that you are sleeping on over in the middle of the night.To be truthful however, I am also relieved that I am going back to my good ol’ home. I can only handle a certain threshold of 2-3 hour sleep nights and college food. I need to eat rice and chinese cooking. It’s built into my genes.In a semi-good way, I haven’t particularly become attached to anyone here. I became decent friends with a few people here, but nothing really more. I will certainly miss their help and company, but my friends back at home are just as cool–in different ways of course.Leaving this year was a lot easier than last year. Besides the awesome classes here, I have really nothing else to miss. I was packing today for the grueling 9ish hour train ride back home, and I was feeling quite good until my roommate started playing sad, leaving-type music. It made me sentimental and caused me to think about life here. I made it through PGSS. I am now an alumnus of this prestegious program. It’s kind of like a feeling of graduation, I suppose. Everyone was in this together. Everyone worked through long nights and difficult days. Now, I can’t believe that this is the end. Never again, will the exact same thing happen again. The people here are awesome. I wish I could continue courses here instead of going back to school.So, I hate saying goodbyes.View this post on my blog(Post a new comment) [...]

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