As a fresh graduate, homecoming was surely bittersweet. Missing the freedom, friends, and the froth that would fill our $3 pitchers at our favorite Mexican bar. Seeing everyone either unemployed, bragging about being employed, or making fun of those MANY MANY students who have decided to wed before the age of 21, was quite entertaining. As much as I enjoy living in the city, I would love to relive my senior year in the marvelous city of Valparaiso, Indiana with no worries or cares besides whether I had enough beer in the fridge to survive for the week . . . and food of course.