Once you've been out of school long enough, your mind will (selectively) erase the bad times and only remember the good times. But there's absolutely NOTHING that would make me want to go back and relive those days: being under the thumb of asshole professors and other assorted dickheads? I don't think so! What I wish I could have done is frozen time when I was about 25 though. Getting a BJ, while riding in the back of a limo cruising Georgetown, is a lot better memory than anything that happened while I was in school.