I was thinking over my experiences at Earlham, and I was thinking, you know what I miss? No, not my friends. I really miss Humanities A. If only I could go back to that marvelous meeting of the mind and argue some more over Between Dignity and Despair. What a wonderful scholarly work that was. If only I could hear the titters of my fellow first-years again over buffalo sex. If only I could discuss the pompous work of an arrogant guy with an insanely pretentious name.
Ah, weren't those the days?