I spent all of yesterday afternoon packing. I will say that packing and I do not get along. I was miserable, the heat in our room was on, and of course moving all my stuff around really was exhausting. I had to stop often to take a breather and Steph helped me get my stuff in my car. I am used to moving out stuff randomly throughout the semester, but this semester I moved out everything except my fridge in one trip. Today, I helped Steph load her car, I figured it was the least I could do...
As I write this blog I am realizing how I don't feel right while writing it. I am on the verge on tears as I look back on the past few days and this semester. As much as I complain about my suite mates, they really are my best friends.
Steph and I both checked out at the same time today, 1PM on the dot. As I handed in my key to the RA I just thought, "oh my gosh...this really is it..." I hugged everyone goodbye and Steph and I both headed to our cars...as we split apart I remembered that I will see her next Wed, so it wasn't too tearful...but I got in my car...started to drive away and then the tears came...kinda like they are now...
I know I will see them all again next semester, but it is just hard to separate from my 3 best friends, the 3 girls that have helped hold me together, who helped cheer me up whenever I had a bad day, and the ones who would sit and listen to me ramble about my fears...
It has only been a few hours, I have already had a random skype convo with Steph, but I miss them already...
My friends at school get me...my friends at home don't...my friends at home have drifted away from me as I have drifted far from them...it was for the better...I know that... but it is when I come home that I feel most alone.
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