MIZ.
the last time MU beat Oklahoma was in 1998. i was a college freshman who thought i had everything figured out. the world was my oyster. i was free to become someone i couldn't become under my parent's roof.
saturday night, i watched them beat Oklahoma again. and this little part of my heart ached because i wanted to be there. i wanted to follow the goalpost to harpos. i wanted to be wearing black and gold, singing the fight song, losing my voice from excitement.
and even though i wanted to be in columbia, i didn't want to be that 19-year-old.
no. i'm a lot wiser now.
saturday night, i watched them beat Oklahoma again. and this little part of my heart ached because i wanted to be there. i wanted to follow the goalpost to harpos. i wanted to be wearing black and gold, singing the fight song, losing my voice from excitement.
and even though i wanted to be in columbia, i didn't want to be that 19-year-old.
no. i'm a lot wiser now.
posted by Pensive Girl @ 1:33 PM
1 Comments:
At 7:59 PM,
Linda said…
That's the one saving grace of being old. There are many days of my past that I'd like to pay a return visit to, but I am quite okay with the fact that I don't have to relive any of it.
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