There’s nothing quite like a weekend at Penn State, but there's something about going home that puts an extra little pep in your step (sorry I just watched Fired Up). Depending on how far away from Happy Valley you live, there are many different stages to the drive. For me, I live in Central Jersey (shut up it’s REAL) so it’s supposed to take about 4 hours to get home. I say supposed to because it has taken 6 hours and it has taken 3 hours and 15 minutes so you literally never know. Anyway at first you’re hella excited to go home, then you’re bored, then you wonder why you ever left State, then you get annoyed with other drivers. Not in that particular order though. Here are some thoughts you experience while driving home:
1. I'm so excited to go home.
Home, food and my dog and mom hugs and my dog and dad jokes and my dog and sleeping in and cuddling with my dog.
2. But why did I ever leave State?
Weekends are so wonderful and happy here, I literally don’t know why I ever leave. At least it’s not a game weekend so maybe I won’t miss much. Who am I kidding, something always happens. Should’ve gotten some West cookies before I left or something.
3. Hey look, a Penn State car.
Hi friend.
4. NICE BLINKER ASSHOLE.
It’s literally 2 inches down from where your hand already is. It takes more movement to shove that sandwich in your mouth than it does to use your blinker. Those lights aren’t for show, people.
5. Hey look, another Penn Stater.
Hi friends.
6. I can sing like Adele.
We could’ve had it AALLLL hell yeah I’ve got that nice vibrato *high fives self*
7. No, I can’t.
*sobs*
8. I hate Pennsylvania drivers.
The speed limit is more of a guideline than actual code. If you’re going to move backwards the least you could do is move out of the left lane. You don’t belong.
9. I hate all drivers.
Literally who gave all these people licenses.
10. I can’t wait to eat real food.
Jersey pizza here I come.
11. Shit is that a cop?
*checks speed and starts to cry just in case* nope just a regular person driving a car that looks like a cop car. Honestly who do they think they are? Don’t they know that’s what cops drive?
12. Shit THAT is a cop.
*sweats* 10 and 2. 10 and 2. Sit up straight. Check mirrors. Damn what else do good drivers do I don’t remember driver's ed.
13. Listen to literally 7 songs total.
I should branch out. But for now I’ll continue to jam to these same songs until I can’t stand them.