packing, planning and goodbyeing

Today is my last day of finals. This has by far been the easiest finals week ever for me. No all-nighters, not even close.

All my things are once again being packed in boxes, ready to disappear for the summer. I always tend to think I’m going to throw a lot of things away, not bring as much to school next year and be much less materialistic. But, then as I go along, my sentimental ridiculousness attaches itself to particular pieces of paper and what-not and I fight the internal battle of figuring out how important certain things really are. The close proximity of home gives me too much ability to compile unnecessary items throughout the year.

I have come to the conclusion once again that I have way too many clothes.

26 days until I board the first of many airplanes and embark on a summer adventure. I could pessimistically predict many language miscommunications, design difficulties, and a bit of loneliness; but I remain positive and immensely excited. Perhaps I shall have a cubicle.

In 2 days I will be driving home, having said some difficult goodbyes. Then, at my house, I will tackle my sister and bro-in-law and deliciously hug my beautiful 8 month old niece. My bed, my room, my church…it has been a long time.

For now, I sit in my second to the last final, relishing the idea of tearing my room apart and watching a movie tonight with Erin. Life is pleasant these days.

One thought on “packing, planning and goodbyeing

  1. I\’m glad you are posting once again. As for the poetry books, yes, I\’d love to have them! I can pick them up. . . um, sometime, maybe when I visit JBU at the very beginning of next semester.David

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