Today I was walking down the stairs in my office and I realized that last semester was maybe the best four months of my entire life. I made it seem so horrible, but it was seriously the best. In four months, I played on a cricket team, made some great friends and went to legendary parties (The Hamilton Way riot, anyone?). The bad stuff was just underneath all of that, until it finally boiled over at the end of the semester.

I'm really worried that I'll regret leaving Missouri. Lately I want to call the whole thing off, and just stay there. The scary part is, my GPA is so fucked, I dont think I have any choice but to transfer. More than anything, I'm worried that Denton will be no where near as cool as it was when I was in high school. I'm worried that I'll regret this for my entire life.