I was still finishing my jazz paper on Friday night while my mom packed all my clothes. Then we packed up the car between six and eight am on saturday morning, under the cover of darkness. I saw CJ on his way to the library, but we just said, ‘hi,’ and it was so obvious that, for whatever reason, we aren’t friends anymore. Brandon was up and packing, too, pre-dawn. It’s funny, in the end, he was probably the best friend I really had at Hamilton! My mom already had the cars running when I put my dorm keys under my RA’s door and booked it.
So, I’m home for awhile now. I think more college students should move all of their earthly belongings right before Christmas because after packing and moving and loading everything in the car, I realize that I just dont need to have anything else!
All my clothes and boxes and books and furniture are in a pile in the basement. I can’t find anything and I don’t know whether to bother unpacking or to just go ahead and move in back home. I hate not knowing what I’m going to do next semester and I hate feeling like I’m all spread out over this house where nothing is where I expect it be and I can’t turn the heat up as high as I want.
But it’s good to be home where my bed is big enough to sprawl and the channels are where they belong and I can take a shower without risking my life to a biological hazard.
quote of the day: “another circle I can run around, another dark corner I can get lost in” – marry me jane
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