Last night, the whole Pellet clan and myself gathered around the television at 6pm to watch the Obama inauguration. Looking into the sea of people, I imagined my friends from home somewhere among the crowd, cheering and soaking up the joy that was that incredible day. Franchement, I feel like I could have picked a better year to go abroad. This is probably the most momentous, historic occasion that I will ever live through, and I could have been in the middle of it all. These are the only times that I have regretted leaving Georgetown for a year.
But today, going back to school, it felt so nice to see my friends, to not be stressed or confused, and to be excited about classes starting up again. And I felt so proud to be American, more than I ever have in my life. Clearly, I'm not the most patriotic of people (I did decide to spend my first presidential election year abroad, after all), but this gave me a burst of joy inside that I never thought politics could produce.
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