Dec 11, 2007 20:21
So, I'm all packed up. It's so much colder in my room now, and just like emotionally, but physically. I think all that shit I had everywhere really insulated it. It dosen't look like the same place at all anymore. Its like I already left....*moment*
Now, all I have to do is wait. Like every other end of the semester. It always happens that I'm done with finals early, that my plane leaves late in the week, that I sit around on my ass for 5 or more days without a thing to do.
I'm really regretting saying my final goodbyes and making an exit with all my friends. It would be really awkward for me to call them up and wanna hang out after I hugged them all saying, "I loved our time together, hopefully I'll see you next year". Screwed myself on that one...
Its also odd seeing everything you love, everything you cherished and collected over the past years contained in 5 or so boxes and suitcases. It really puts things in perspective, or something.
Well, damn, only 8:30, 4 days until I leave and I have all day tomorrow before I go over to my friends house to stay for a couple nights. What the hell am I going to do for the next 36 hours?
Packing was supposed to take WAY more time and effort....