I would be the graduate. The one that was around when the school was viewed to be at its greatest time of glory. I'd the be the guy who walks in, looking knowingly at everyone, knowing that most of them will not have had anywhere near the experiences I had. I'd gaze longingly at the old buildings with the knowledge of what once was before a slight tear came to my eye, and then I'd walk away, knowing that the past is gone, and that this new generation shall be the one to take its place. Long live The Flood...