my stuff is all over the place
Today I handed in my baby of the semester, a nineteen-pager discussing whether the Five Points neighborhood in NYC (think Gangs of NY) was a neighborhood or a slum. It was really interesting to write, and it counts for basically all of my Work and Play in the City grade, so I'm a little nervous.
But since that's done and gone, as well as my stupid philo paper, I have nothing to do until Monday morning, when I have an econ final at 8 (!) So I've been packing and organizing and sorting. I'm leaving on the 9th, but I have a final from 1030-1230, and then my parents should be showing up after that's done. And since I want my weekend free, the packing begins now.
The weather is perfect for this sort of thing: cold, dreary, and wet. I know that in New York, it's been "like summer" (in my Dad's words) but this weather suits my mood right now. It's weird to think that this is pretty much over, and that you won't see the people that you've grown to know for four months. This is not to say that I don't want to go home - oh no I think I'm ready. It's just weird. Beth and I have talked extensively about the summer, and it's going to be different, but maybe in a good way? I don't know, all I can think about is the cottage and how much I love that stupid place.
Also, Drew and I went to IHOP today, and although I told him that it didn't fill me up as much as I thought it would then, I don't think I'll ever have to eat again.
But since that's done and gone, as well as my stupid philo paper, I have nothing to do until Monday morning, when I have an econ final at 8 (!) So I've been packing and organizing and sorting. I'm leaving on the 9th, but I have a final from 1030-1230, and then my parents should be showing up after that's done. And since I want my weekend free, the packing begins now.
The weather is perfect for this sort of thing: cold, dreary, and wet. I know that in New York, it's been "like summer" (in my Dad's words) but this weather suits my mood right now. It's weird to think that this is pretty much over, and that you won't see the people that you've grown to know for four months. This is not to say that I don't want to go home - oh no I think I'm ready. It's just weird. Beth and I have talked extensively about the summer, and it's going to be different, but maybe in a good way? I don't know, all I can think about is the cottage and how much I love that stupid place.
Also, Drew and I went to IHOP today, and although I told him that it didn't fill me up as much as I thought it would then, I don't think I'll ever have to eat again.