Goodbye...
Goodbye, Florida
Goodbye, home
Goodbye, friends
Goodbye, family
Goodbye, friends who are as good as family
Goodbye, family who are as good as friends
Goodbye, wavy water bed
Goodbye, desk
Goodbye, summer
Goodbye, hot, sticky Florida weather (and good riddance, too!)
Goodbye, suburban childhood
Goodbye, "vandalized" neighborhood
Goodbye, Blue Skies1
Goodbye, garbage covering my desk
Goodbye, Mathnasium and Shelly's Productions
Goodbye, high school
Goodbye, monotony
Goodbye, excessive amounts of free time
Goodbye, comfy chair
Goodbye, pets
Goodbye, all
Goodbye, childhood2
For those of you who don't know and did not catch on from this entry, I'm leaving tomorrow. It seems so final. Am I prepared? I hope so. Not quite yet, though. Hopefully in a few hours, though. I still need to clean up. But everything away. I've been avoiding it, possibly because I've been finding every distraction available all day to keep my mind off of the fact that it is my last day living in South Florida. I wanted to keep my mind off of both what I'm leaving--so I won't be depressed--and what I'm going into--so I won't be anxious the whole day. I'm looking forward to tomorrow, though. I'm just hoping I don't forget anything. If I do, I can always have my mom bring it when she comes to parent orientation. But I'd rather not have to deal with that. I think I finished getting my computer ready for the leave. I got all my music back on it, and got it all pimped out and ready. Woot. I'm mostly packed, now I just need to gather my last few things, such as my camera and whatnot, and throw them into my backpack.
My flight leaves at 11 tomorrow and I arrive at Logan airport at 2ish. I'm on the same flight as Sheena, actually, so I'll be able to talk to her on the flight. And apparently we land 10 minutes before May does, so we'll all be together for the shuttle to campus.
I don't feel like I'm leaving yet. My room isn't empty. It won't ever even get that empty. I don't plan on taking much to decorate my room. I think I might bring my "IT"3 poster, and that's probably about it (hah).
Surreal is the only word to describe this experience. I know I've said it 60 times by now, and I've said this to every person I've spoken to about 83 more times, but as Jen L pointed out, the bigger something is to me, the more I'll repeat it (that's how you can tell when something excites/bothers me deeply--I'll keep randomly bringing it up...sometimes). And trust me, going to college next year is REALLY big to me (surprise, surprise).
I have to get up at 8. Blargh. But Marc is coming by to give me my check, so unblargh. I'm officially done with my goodbyes. I signed off AIM so there will be no more. I said goodbye to Adam and my dad. I guess I'm not entire done, though. I will say goodbye to Marc tomorrow, and then I will say goodbye to my mom when she leaves me at the airport. This is it. This is the next step in life. It's necessary. It's exciting. It's big. But I know it will also be fun. It will be a good experience and I will grow a lot from it.
I'm about to enter what most adults later cite as the best years of their life. Here goes nothing something everything!
At this time, my biggest concern is forgetting something vital that I need. It won't be a big deal, I know, since even if I forget to ask my mom to bring it when she visits, my parents can always mail it up later.
I think I'm finally ready to start. It's no different than leaving elementary school to enter middle school. Or leaving middle school to enter high school. It's another step. It's the next step in accomplishing my dream. Ever since I was little I wanted to be a scientist. It was my lifelong dream and desire. When I got older I realized college will be the best means by which I can accomplish this goal. When I got even older I realized that MIT will be the best way to set out on my means by which I can accomplish this goal. And so goes the actualization of a childhood dream. Let's hope it keeps up its momentum (*snicker*). So far things couldn't be going any better :)
That's what college is. I wanted to go to college to get the best education I possibly can so that I can be the best scientist I possibly can. My life is unfolding at its own pace. Now all I can do is sit back and enjoy the ride. For those of you with knowledge of Pink Floyd, I think this would be the perfect time for "The Gold Its In The" to start playing. By the way, I love that title, it's so fitting for the meaning of the song. Actually, due to the miracle of modern technology (aka iPod), the song did just start playing.
Anyway, I'm posting this entry at exactly 12:00 for the symbolic value. 12:00 is the end of the day, just as this is the end of a chapter of my life. Similarly, 12:00 is the start of the next day, just as this is the start of a chapter of my life. Wow, that was cheesey. But somewhere in the back of my mind I felt it was necessary, and considering this is my blog, you are powerless to stop me (bwahaha).
I have things to do during the plane ride (one of which is proofreading your essay, Jen B, I swear! :-P). Now I'd better finish getting ready, since I'm getting up early tomorrow.
Goodbye.
1 This was not intended to be a depressing omen for next year....I just couldn't resist throwing in a Pink Floyd reference :-P
2 Mmm, this was not intended to sound emo
3 In 11th grade, Robert got me an ebay poster with a giant "IT" on the front and says "Get it on ebay" on the bottom. He stole it from the post office and it is amazing.
Goodbye, home
Goodbye, friends
Goodbye, family
Goodbye, friends who are as good as family
Goodbye, family who are as good as friends
Goodbye, wavy water bed
Goodbye, desk
Goodbye, summer
Goodbye, hot, sticky Florida weather (and good riddance, too!)
Goodbye, suburban childhood
Goodbye, "vandalized" neighborhood
Goodbye, Blue Skies1
Goodbye, garbage covering my desk
Goodbye, Mathnasium and Shelly's Productions
Goodbye, high school
Goodbye, monotony
Goodbye, excessive amounts of free time
Goodbye, comfy chair
Goodbye, pets
Goodbye, all
Goodbye, childhood2
For those of you who don't know and did not catch on from this entry, I'm leaving tomorrow. It seems so final. Am I prepared? I hope so. Not quite yet, though. Hopefully in a few hours, though. I still need to clean up. But everything away. I've been avoiding it, possibly because I've been finding every distraction available all day to keep my mind off of the fact that it is my last day living in South Florida. I wanted to keep my mind off of both what I'm leaving--so I won't be depressed--and what I'm going into--so I won't be anxious the whole day. I'm looking forward to tomorrow, though. I'm just hoping I don't forget anything. If I do, I can always have my mom bring it when she comes to parent orientation. But I'd rather not have to deal with that. I think I finished getting my computer ready for the leave. I got all my music back on it, and got it all pimped out and ready. Woot. I'm mostly packed, now I just need to gather my last few things, such as my camera and whatnot, and throw them into my backpack.
My flight leaves at 11 tomorrow and I arrive at Logan airport at 2ish. I'm on the same flight as Sheena, actually, so I'll be able to talk to her on the flight. And apparently we land 10 minutes before May does, so we'll all be together for the shuttle to campus.
I don't feel like I'm leaving yet. My room isn't empty. It won't ever even get that empty. I don't plan on taking much to decorate my room. I think I might bring my "IT"3 poster, and that's probably about it (hah).
Surreal is the only word to describe this experience. I know I've said it 60 times by now, and I've said this to every person I've spoken to about 83 more times, but as Jen L pointed out, the bigger something is to me, the more I'll repeat it (that's how you can tell when something excites/bothers me deeply--I'll keep randomly bringing it up...sometimes). And trust me, going to college next year is REALLY big to me (surprise, surprise).
I have to get up at 8. Blargh. But Marc is coming by to give me my check, so unblargh. I'm officially done with my goodbyes. I signed off AIM so there will be no more. I said goodbye to Adam and my dad. I guess I'm not entire done, though. I will say goodbye to Marc tomorrow, and then I will say goodbye to my mom when she leaves me at the airport. This is it. This is the next step in life. It's necessary. It's exciting. It's big. But I know it will also be fun. It will be a good experience and I will grow a lot from it.
I'm about to enter what most adults later cite as the best years of their life. Here goes nothing something everything!
At this time, my biggest concern is forgetting something vital that I need. It won't be a big deal, I know, since even if I forget to ask my mom to bring it when she visits, my parents can always mail it up later.
I think I'm finally ready to start. It's no different than leaving elementary school to enter middle school. Or leaving middle school to enter high school. It's another step. It's the next step in accomplishing my dream. Ever since I was little I wanted to be a scientist. It was my lifelong dream and desire. When I got older I realized college will be the best means by which I can accomplish this goal. When I got even older I realized that MIT will be the best way to set out on my means by which I can accomplish this goal. And so goes the actualization of a childhood dream. Let's hope it keeps up its momentum (*snicker*). So far things couldn't be going any better :)
That's what college is. I wanted to go to college to get the best education I possibly can so that I can be the best scientist I possibly can. My life is unfolding at its own pace. Now all I can do is sit back and enjoy the ride. For those of you with knowledge of Pink Floyd, I think this would be the perfect time for "The Gold Its In The" to start playing. By the way, I love that title, it's so fitting for the meaning of the song. Actually, due to the miracle of modern technology (aka iPod), the song did just start playing.
Anyway, I'm posting this entry at exactly 12:00 for the symbolic value. 12:00 is the end of the day, just as this is the end of a chapter of my life. Similarly, 12:00 is the start of the next day, just as this is the start of a chapter of my life. Wow, that was cheesey. But somewhere in the back of my mind I felt it was necessary, and considering this is my blog, you are powerless to stop me (bwahaha).
I have things to do during the plane ride (one of which is proofreading your essay, Jen B, I swear! :-P). Now I'd better finish getting ready, since I'm getting up early tomorrow.
Goodbye.
1 This was not intended to be a depressing omen for next year....I just couldn't resist throwing in a Pink Floyd reference :-P
2 Mmm, this was not intended to sound emo
3 In 11th grade, Robert got me an ebay poster with a giant "IT" on the front and says "Get it on ebay" on the bottom. He stole it from the post office and it is amazing.