Today Brandon (the boy who's moving into my lovely apartment) called today to ask if he could move a few things in early. My official day to be gone is tomorrow, and they're moving everything else in tomorrow. So him and his crazy uncle started moving a few things in: his couch, bed, a table.
But now that they're gone and I'm sitting on a lonely mattress surrounded by other people's stuff, I'm really sad. I can't believe that the time has come for me to move out. Jen and I spent a lot of time in this apartment napping, partying, hanging out, getting frustrated with each other and then making up, turning ourselves into pirates and Sandy, dancing, dressing up as siamese twins, cooking food... And now I'm sitting here all alone knowing that I need to get up, move the rest of my stuff, and clean the apartment up for the last time.
For many of you this post may seem overly dreary, but this is the last college place that I lived in. Once I move out of here, it's official; I am no longer a college student rooming in a quaint apartment with my best friend. In just a day, this won't be my apartment anymore. Soon I will take my last shower, get dressed for the last time here, clean for the last time.
It's sad. I'm sad.
By the way if some of you are thinking, why won't this stupid girl shut up about moving out of her apartment? Its not that big of a deal. Well, this is MY BLOG AND I CAN WRITE WHATEVER I WANT TO.
I just called Jen sobbing my eyes out. Thank God for her and good friends. Tonight we're going to order food and eat a last supper in our apartment. I can't wait!
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This made me start crying! Almost every day I think about how I will never ever be just a college kid again. I didn't appreciate it nearly enough.
ReplyDeleteI miss you so much! I cannot wait to hear all about your adventures in Jordan and I am so proud of you for following your dreams!!
Skype date soooon!
<3 u! -B