*sighs* Hot cocoa is possibly one of THE GREATEST CREATIONS for a cold night..next to fleece pants with cute draw strings ;) Mmmmmmm seriously

So let’s talk Blacksburg shall we? ‘Twas the first road trip of the year. The three hour drive was exhilarating. The music was iffy but the company was good. The scenery was beautiful,cold, ear-popping, and relaxing. That was the ride up. The adventure started once we hit “McCain country”. An oversized sign was there to ‘welcome’ us. A big rectangle that shouted “welcome to hell, enjoy your stay!” Tech was not what I thought it’d be. Aesthetically it was pleasing. Like a creepy conservative Star’s Hollow. The first road we entered on our quest to find our best friend (whos phone did not have a ringer) was frat hell. EVERY HOUSE inhabited bros in maroon and orange. Oh did I mention it was GAME DAY!? I’m not one for those groups neither are any of my friends-so naturally our reaction was to wind up the windows and speed up a little. We ended up going in a giant square and hitting that avenue twice. When we found our girl she was wearing a maroon long sleeve and I almost cried. I know its her school but it felt like Pleasantville. An eerie zombie Pleasantville. She changed her shirt once we got back to the dorms. But everyone in her hall was decked out head to toe in Tech gear. EVEN THE SOCKS!! Why would feet need to rep a school? WHY!? I love spirit for anything but overkill is never ok. People stared as we walked in our non-hokie clothes. One guy even road past us and shouted “Vote for McCain!” Really? Were we that obvious? Oh and the Democratic headquarters is apparently not a place of good vibes. Someone threw a rock at the window. I missed the comforting appeal of my city. 

I fell in love with the fall atmosphere. Or maybe it was all of the maroon and orange that made me think of fall…darn. But the reunion was nice…despite my turning stomach.

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