11 hours, 25 minutes, and 32 seconds until I'm back in Ames!
So the feeling of seeing everything you own packed up in boxes, set by the front door is a very indescribable one. Last year at this time, it was more of a scared, sad feeling. I had no idea what to expect, no idea how to act, no idea what to wear, didn't know who I would meet, what I would do for fun, or even where any of my classes were.
Now it's deffinatly more of a happy feeling, excited feeling. It's more like going back to the life I started, but then had to take a break from for a while. I'm ready to go back to that life. I'm ready to go back to parties, I'm ready to have my bestfriend next door, or in the same room, I'm ready to have my boyfriend just accross town, and I'm ready for MARCHING BAND!
One thing I don't understand though, I've been counting down to this day since I left Ames. And I'm thrilled to go back, but lookig at the boxes, I still have a little bit of an empty feeling. It's very unexpected.
Now it's deffinatly more of a happy feeling, excited feeling. It's more like going back to the life I started, but then had to take a break from for a while. I'm ready to go back to that life. I'm ready to go back to parties, I'm ready to have my bestfriend next door, or in the same room, I'm ready to have my boyfriend just accross town, and I'm ready for MARCHING BAND!
One thing I don't understand though, I've been counting down to this day since I left Ames. And I'm thrilled to go back, but lookig at the boxes, I still have a little bit of an empty feeling. It's very unexpected.