I guess the grass is greener on the other side

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First weeks:
So far I have learned that I desperately need a new computer, that free donuts on campus are better than their public affairs mission, and that Missouri is hotter than Mercury. I think that is the hottest planet, but I switched out of astronomy to geology, so now, Missouri is hotter than a volcano.
First Days:
I was nervous. Why? Because I haven’t really gone to school in a while. Like a year and a half. I love the first day though. Looking at everyone’s outfits, meeting the teachers, knowing that all the other days will be a lot harder, but for now I can enjoy no homework. Unless they assign me homework on the first day (which they do).
They gave me donuts and a Coke, and I figured it must be fate that I was back.
But I doubt there was that much destiny involved.
First Thoughts:
I have never seen so much Bear-wear, maybe it’s culture shock? Lol. But the real culture shock is not hugging and kissing everyone who approaches me, and the fact that there are no street vendors in my path. But seriously. My freshman semester I got five free shirts just for being on campus.
First free shirt:
So I am back in the old college routine; sitting in a desk instead of my comfy purple bed, having to wake up early(ish) and be friendly at 10:10 in the morning, all while remembering that I still have at least two years left to go. And I know I am cynical, I know I don't care about all the things I should; like the fact that I am writing all this in a beautiful library, looking out at a green filled campus with a big water fountain, drowning in bear-wear. But at the same time, I brag to Diego that I got him a free shirt, along with papa john’s pizza and an ice cream sandwich. 
Overall First Impressions: 
So although I will never understand why sorority t shirts are bright colors and "match" with running shorts, I am trying my best to be positive about being here; finally studying what I want. And geology. And I am back, back on another side of the equator, where the grass really is greener, and it's full of bugs and itches at the ankles. But I won't lie and say that I don't miss my campus in the city, in old but beautiful buildings, safe from the smell of fresh cut grass behind spray painted walls.

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