Props for the Craig David reference in the title, anyone? Ehhhh.
2 sleeps and then I'm out of home for another semester. Feeling a little nostalgic about the whole situation, but I'm sure I'll be fine. I mean, there are so many ways to get in contact with family and friends these days - Plus, if someone gets on my nerves I can just disconnect my internet or opt not to reply to them. From experience, siblings are harder to ignore when they're yelling in your face.
No, what I'm most worried about is probably my cat. Every time the suitcases come out she freaks. In her giant green eyes I see panic, most likely because the suitcases mean that she will be living somewhere else for a little while - and the car trip out there isn't going to be pretty. I guess it's hard for her to differentiate between me leaving and the entire family leaving. If suitcases appear in one room, there's a chance she might be leaving as well.
I think I'm having the same sort of reaction to the suitcases in my room. I'll be living somewhere else for a while after enduring a pretty hefty car trip there. I'll be away from the loved ones, and I'll have to look out for myself. My cat has had to do this many times, and so have I. This doesn't make it any easier to go.
Now I'll draw something positive out of the situation, like a magician. I'll be seeing the friends I made last year at College and I'll have some awesome fun (while trying not to ruin my GPA at Uni).
I guess where ever you go, something is always left behind. It's not always pleasant to leave behind the things that you hold dear, but it's always nice to know that you can go back to that happy place - even if it's just in your mind.
Oh, and a minor update: Got the classes I wanted, so everyone can sleep easily knowing that I won't be trying to run them over any time soon.
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