and I’m already really sad and dreading them. I just finished all of my finals and instead of being happy and wanting to celebrate I’m just sitting in my room trying not to think about how I really have to leave now. I’m stoked to study abroad, but it’s so hard to leave and to think that all of the seniors that I’ve come to know leaving and won’t be here when I come back. I’m not packing because I’m in some kind of denial and maybe if I don’t pack, then I don’t have to leave.

Who knew that when I moved in two years ago I’d become so attached.

I don’t think I’d have it any other way though.