By Lauren Underhill
By the end of this summer, all I wanted to do was to return to Boston. I love my parents, I love my dogs, I love free food, but I hated my job and the fact that I couldn’t grab a few friends on a whim and go do whatever we damn well felt like.
Once you enter college, you can never go back. You’ve entered a lifestyle that has changed the way we view life altogether. Only going out two nights a week is incomprehensible. What is a curfew? God himself could not force me to take classes on Friday mornings at 8 a.m. ever again.
Although my parents aren’t the na
