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"  They say home is where the heart is, but what they fail to mention is that home is also where you can bring home a truckload of dirty laundry and have your mom volunteer to do ALL of it. It also breaks the monotony of eating week old Chinese leftovers, with warm home-cooked meals every night. Yes, visits home are glorious, and help serve as a much needed break from college life. It&amp;#039;s also a great time to hang out with your old friends from high school, and keep in touch with your old life.  I spent my weekend at home the way I assume any college kid would: sleeping, eating dinner with parents, sleeping, going to the beach with friends, sleeping, playing lunar golf with Atticus Tamman, sleeping, having a heart attack when the star of our football team sustained a concussion in the middle of a game and most importantly, sleeping.  I think the best part about my visit home was seeing my parents and all of my old friends. I got to catch up on their latest adventures, and reminisce about bridge jumping (into water!), painting ourselves completely maroon and white for the high school football games, and who really did catch the best wave.  It was great to see everyone again, but I was really happy to head back to college (despite the three hour traffic jam!) I love where I&amp;#039;m from, but I love college too! By the end of the weekend I was well rested and friended out, and ready to hit the road and see what other crazy adventures the University of Floirda had in store for me next! "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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