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Well, I'm back at college now. I was pretty eager to get back to the ol' Confederacy. However, the area around my university is not really a bastion of the rebs. The people all around the area are normal people just like you and me. I love the humid climate of the South were one can be outside at midnight and still be warm. However, the another good thing about being back at college is the learning. I'm stoked to be able to learn useless topics such as Latin and linguistics and such. Being at college, I often told myself that I was in an institution of higher learning and felt a feeling of warmth entering the academic buildings. The library was probably the best place on campus. I pratically moved into the library during the first semester because of the wi-fi and Ozfest happening back in my dorm. Having all of that time in the library exposed me to the beauty of literature. If residing in the library wasn't enough, the class in literature was. Several times throught the year, I pressured myself to read some of the masterpieces of literature. I read Beowulf the first semester for no particular reason only to have to read it again for the second semester. I tried to tackle War And Peace, but the sheer size of the book discouraged me before I ever began. It's too bad too. I would have loved to be able to have the time to read a book of such magnitude, but with the other time commitments that I'm involved in, reading for pleasure just isn't an option. However, what's great about college is the ability to other cheap activities for fun. Just last night, I jumped off of a railroad bridge in Oklahoma fifteen metres (that's about fifty feet!) into a murky river. Now, I'm awating rugby practice as one of my suitemates has talked me into at least trying out rugby. I've been told that rugby needs small people, but more people tell me that I'm going to get killed.