BC Separation Anxiety is a blog in which I lament all things BC related that I will miss this summer. The whining is rampant.
Guess who’s back. Back again.
I understand that lyric use is contrived and overdone, but I like Eminem. Sue me.
I’m back!!! After the least painful move-in day EVER, I’m all moved into my adorable off-campus house. No seriously this was a piece of cake after the hellish time I had moving into the fifth floor of 90. (Curse you, riddiculously-slow 90 elevator. A plague o' both of your doors.) But my bitterness over that elevator has ebbed, and now I'm fully occupied by my love for my house. We have a coffee pot and everything, how great is that?
So that’s it. My BC Separation Anxiety has been cured. No longer do I have to pine after Nantucket Reds and Blazin’ Bowls. No longer do I have to only hangout with my roommates via Google and across four different time zones. And no longer do I have to go a single day without Instagramming Gasson to death.
BC is beautiful as ever, even though I’m still planning on starting a #RIPQuad movement. The sheets of sod have been rolled out, the “Welcome to BC” banners are strung absolutely EVERYWHERE. But even those chipper banners can’t keep campus from looking a little sad right now.
Despite being back on campus, which I do love, there’s something missing. Campus is empty. Where are all of you beautiful people at? I guess my BC Separation sort of, kind of spreads to all of you too.
Not like I know you all personally. Not like I even know a percentage of you all personally. But together we make up the student body of BC, and campus just wouldn’t be (and isn’t) the same without all of you here. I drove by the Mods last night around 10 p.m. and they were dead quiet. It was just unnatural.
I can wax poetic on my love for Newton or Mozz Stix all day long, but in the end it’s really just me rambling about dumb things to kill word space. Life at BC would go on without Mozz Stix. I guess I would survive. But you can’t take the college kids out of the college and expect to still have fun playing in the Mods by yourself.
This is my public denouncement of everything already said in this BC Separation Anxiety blog. I did miss all of those things, but nothing compares to how much I missed all of you. I’m not trying to sugarcoat this campus because we definitely have our issues as a student body. But I even miss those. I miss the North Faces and Longchamps; I miss the BC Look Aways. I miss our penchant for documenting a seductively consumed banana. (I woke up this morning and saw @BCBANANAS had made a triumphant return. That warms my heart.)
If you could all please come back to campus now, in all of your flawed beauty, that would be great. The rest of us miss you. Let's tie this full-circle to Eminem, shall we? It feels so empty without you. I tried super hard to avoid being hokey, but it was inevitable so you can put that in your pipe and smoke it.
So ends my ridiculously corny love letter to the student population of Boston College. It’s been a fun summer, and I hope we all mustered through the BC Separation Anxiety together. You may not share my passion for Blazin’ Bowls or being a Super Fan, but thanks for reading anyway. Sorry I whine so much. (Not really though.)