Sublime

I took my last final of freshman year today And it really wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Yesterday I probably studied 30 minutes (or less). That kind of makes me regret not going home for mother's day, but oh wellz. I'll be seeing my mommy plenty for the next 3 months. The final was for my Comparative Literature class (aka World Lit). I've been doing well throughout the semester, but I have a feeling the professor is a very lenient grader.
I digress.
As I left the classroom, my professor handed me two of my papers and they were both A-pluses! =) So now that I'm sure I have a good grade in the class, I'm planning on asking the professor for a letter of recommendation. I need 3 letters in order to apply for my double major! I guess that's understandable since the major I want is part of the Cinema School.

I got back from class, checked my email, took a short nap, then went to lunch. I started packing and cleaning when I got back. The whole process riles up a mixture of emotion. I told my roommate, "I never thought I'd ever pack up all this stuff. It had just become so permanent."

In my mind I'd realize that I'd have a ton of stuff to pack when move-out time came, but I never thought move-out time would actually come. I was also afraid that I wouldn't have enough boxes and bags to put things in, but I have plenty. I've amounted possessions along with storage space throughout the year.

So here I have it. 9 months of my life, tucked into bags and boxes under my bed.