Rose colored memories are the best.

I've decided I think it's great how more times than not we only remember the good things about certain events in life. Like say for example sorority life. So last night we all gathered at the good ol KAT house to see the younger ladies and check out how recruitment was going. They sang, we cried, they chanted, we cried, then we all hugged like the wonderful sisters we are. It was all very precious. Where did the time go, did we take full adavantage of living in a house with all of our bestfriends just a room away, can we please trade spots with the youngers? Or at least let them know how quickly it will all be gone? Hmmmm hold on though. While this is all true, and you could tell we genuinely felt this way last night as all of our mascara left trails down our face. I can only speak for myself but I know there was numerous times I couldn't wait to "get the hell out." Living in a house with 70 other girls got real old after the first year. We complained all the time about all the bull shit drama and bull shit loops we sometimes had to jump through and yada yada yada. But whatev, it is what it is. But back to my original point, last night as us 5th years all got pretty sad because we aren't a part of it anymore we didnt remember any of the suff we hated, only what we loved. And I bet it's safe to say as the years go on the crazy fun mems will only sound better and pretty soon we will have completely forgotten about all the moments we thought about dropping ... or was that just me? And all the moments we couldn't wait to "get the hell out." And on another note, I'm not drinking for at least five days, seriously. Having a three hour call with a boss at 7 a.m. while still drunk but just on the verge on hungoverness is the worst f-ing thing I have encountered in a very long time. And I'm still aching now at 11:58 p.m., but I think half my problem might be the pound of bacon I ate last night, is there such thing as OD-ing on bacon? Because if there is I came damn close to it last night.