SoakingIn

Leaving

Here I sit, at my desk in Blum 402 (the slut room) for the last time. Most of my stuff is packed in a random assortment of boxes and bags I have either found in my room or gotten out of a dumpster. People have already left Rose, people very important to me. Kristen left this morning at 7 AM and I said my "goodbye" to her last night during the drunken girl time in my room. I'm horrible at saying goodbye, whether it be for a measly 3 months or forever. I realize we are not leaving forever, that it's only 3 months, that I may see her over break, that I will still talk to her but none the less Kristen leaving made the fact that we're all leaving hit hard. Driving away from Rose last night I started to cry thinking about all of the people here that mean something to me. Leaving Cincinnati was horrible when I came to Rose but there was more security in it. The majority of people who meant something to me in Cincinnati were all still in Cincinnati. Those close to me at Rose though are spread throughout the country. Being apart for 3 months from these people is so sad for me, but it's even sadder to think that some of the people who mean a lot to me are leaving forever.

I have gone through many phases during the course of this school year but I believe that I am coming out much better than I came in. My grades are adequate for me; well they were last time I checked but I have no idea what finals have done to them this quarter. I have made many friends that I know I can count on when I need someone, or when I just want to have fun. I am in a relationship with an amazing guy who means the world to me and I couldn't be happier. As strange as it may sound, being apart from my parents has made me closer to them. I think it's because going to college has made me a more mature person than I was at home. I'm uber excited for my room next year in Skinner and having an almost apartment to live in. I'm so ready to have my own life; to have my own place, to pay bills, to be responsible and independent.

For the next few months who knows where you'll find me. I plan on working a lot at Graeter's again to get out of the debt I'm sure I have put myself in. I'm hoping to get about 40 hours a week, even with making lots of random trips during the summer. I'm kidnapping the boy for the first week of break, well I don't know if it's kidnapping if he readily agrees to come. I hope to make a few trips to Terre Haute over the summer, maybe go to Minnesota, a little Pittsburgh, and of course the road trip which as of now stands:
Terre Haute - Kansas City, MO - Las Vegas, NV - San Diego, CA - Seattle, WA - Terre Haute
Long drive I know but it should be a blast if it ends up happening.

Leaving Rose is very bittersweet, as is almost anything that means something to me. As hard as it is to say goodbye to people it makes me happy to think about the fact that in order for me to be so sad, they must be something very important to me. The classes here may be challenging, and this school may suck sometimes but it's all worth it to me. Having these people to come back to after a bad day; having friends who will go buy me Smoothies and Resses when I refuse to leave my bed because I'm crying; drunken phone calls; corrupting the innocent, 11 o'clock songs, sleep deprived induced randomness: these are the things that makes Rose worth it to me.

posted by Anne @ 6:49 PM