University of Florida - Tower / Seminole Yearbook (Gainesville, FL)

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October. A bar on saturday night. My favorite prof is slopped in the corner, the air is darker than my mood. On campus we could pretend we were younger and dance a lot. Could I bear watching a freshman giggling sliding down the wall into some blind dates strange arms. In the northsection its smaller rooms, a tighter group of seekers, a select doorway sentinel, scavenged cash and a higher high; just a thimble of gold to get you where you ' re going and remind you when you ' re down. 21

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Each of us turns into our curriculum, for one last try at carving a mark on Florida ' s frozen earth, for making the all nighter mean something that will get us a job in the real world. Classes will get cut more as I recognize more faces, find more places to talk. We meet in the plaza at noon and t alk of newer music, newer books. I wonder if this isn ' t what I really came here for. I reregister, not quite sure.