Almost...

I'm almost done with my freshman year as crazy as that seems. I'm so excited to be done and go home, but it's hard right now because I'm back to being happy. It;s easy to think about going home when I'm upset, but I've been so happy recently that it's a little difficult. Not to say that I don't want to go home - cause I do. Tonight I started putting things in my giant boxes I had to lug on and off the shuttle and then up the stairs with the help of a dear friend. I think it'll be easier to think about what I need to pack after some things are already packed. I'm looking forward to clearing out my room. There's so much stuff though. Really, so much. I've started to divide my clothes into what to store and what to send home, which is part of the battle. But then there's everything under my bed...my books...things that need to be washed. It's a bit overwhelming. I'm super excited to see my parents in less than a week. And to sleep in my own bed and have my own bathroom. But I'm going to miss E4 and miss my friends a lot.