Oh Bemidji

So I got some time on my hands.  About a half an hour, anyways, class (yes, my super exciting intro to microcomputers) is going to start late... Not that that would have stopped my blogging.  I can multitask like nobody’s business!  So as I have alluded to I have returned to school.  I am now an accounting student!  This is exciting for me.  But I am still in my heart a Bemidji State Alum.  I studied poli sci there.  It was a glorious five years and the city of Bemijdi has one gorgeous lake to call its own.

Since returning to school, I have done a lot of thinking about my Bemidji years.  I miss the joint.  I did a lot up there, and some awesome people.  Like most people I was 18/19 that first year.  I wish I could say that I decided on Bemidji because it was somewhere I was destined to be.  Maybe it was, but honestly I can't say why I chose Bemidji.  It hadn't been a lifelong goal or anything.  But for some reason I applied, went to a college visit.  Maybe that was the reason, I actually visited Bemidji.  It was the only college visit I did.  Got accepted in to Bemidji, and 2 of the other schools I applied too.  The one that I, at the time, was thinking about UW-Superior, wait listed me.  Then, once they got my ACT scores, I was in, but by then I had already said "screw you" and accepted Bemidji.

 

Now for those of you not familiar with Bemidji, it is a grand town in Northern Minnesota.  It lies along the aptly named Lake Bemidji, a lake where the Mississippi runs through it.  And it is just about 2 hours from anywhere.  Seriously, 2 and a bit from Duluth, 2 and a bit from Grand Forks, 2 and a bit from Brainerd (which really isn't anywhere but is 2 and a bit from the twin cities), 2 and a bit from the Canadian border.  And about 6.5 hours north of my hometown.  And have I mentioned that it is flat, yep, very, very flat.  There is a bit of a hill and technically there is a ski hill nearby.  But having skied it, I call that into question.

 Bemijdi's claim to fame, other that apparently some world class curling, is Paul Bunyan and Babe.

So in conclusion, I spent a wonderful 5 years in Bemidji and met my bestest friend in the whole wide world there.  While I may never live there again, I would totally go back and visit the area all the time.  I just got to get Grasshopper (my bestie) to take the 2 and a bit trek from Brainerd.