It's funny because I have the biggest weekend planned, which normally would be a good thing, but because it's my LAST weekend in Vancouver for four months all I really want to do is go home.
I really thought the opposite would be true. I thought I would want to live as much as possible before I left but I find that I can't wait until my mom picks me up and I just go home. Maybe it's my empty shelves and walls that makes me feel this way. Maybe it's because I'm broke and want my zoo job back. I have one final left at noon today. I haven't studied. In fact I kind of keep forgetting I have it but I know once it's over this feeling will go away. At least I hope. I will be done with my second year in 2 1/2 hours.
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