Damn it’s Good to be a Seminole
When Lindsay and I snuck in to Doak on a Saturday afternoon and snapped a picture of us sitting on the 50 yd line, never in my life did I think it would be reblogged as many times as it has almost a week later, or reblogged by @FuckYeahFloridaState (seriously made my day)… I am going to miss going to school at FSU when I graduate with my masters degree in December.
Not only was a picture snapped on the 50 yd line that day, a promise was also made- a promise to keep sneaking in to Doak every year to take pictures with my best friend so long as I live in this town. 20 years from now, we will show our kids the pictures of how young and wild and free we once were. I’m sure they will roll their eyes, but one day they will understand just how much being a Florida State Seminole means, and the garnet and gold pride it carries… maybe that day will come when they decide to sneak in to the stadium and stand on the 50 yd line of Doak, then they will get it, just as I once did too.
