Graduation

So I feel like I should write another post. It's been a while, after all. Yet I feel like I have so little to write about right now. I was off in Colorado for my Outdoor Christian Education class for a week, which was pretty fun. Then I came home and lounged about for a while. I'm getting ready to start work soon (working with 2nd and 3rd graders at a day camp), but before that I have two graduations to go to and a party to help my mom host. My sister's graduating high school, which means I'm getting old. I've been out two years already, and turn 21 in less than six months. Geez.

Of course I'll (probably) see old friends at my sister's graduation, which gives me mixed feelings. On one hand, it might be nice to see everyone again, make sure they're all still alive, stuff like that. But on the other hand, I've talked to so few of them in the past months that I don't think it's really that big a deal anymore. They're just people to hang out with while I'm at home so that I'm not confined to my family for three months.

Then I have my cousin's graduation. She's great, and I want to support her, but driving into downtown Austin, fighting through the crowds at the Irwin Center, sitting still for two hours (sitting still isn't really my thing), clapping for a few seconds when they call her name (a 'V', no less. No sneaking out early for me), then fighting back out through the crowds of people leaving one graduation and those coming to the next one, getting back to our parking spot (which will be Lord knows where), and then fighting through the traffic to wherever we're going after that. It gives me a headache thinking about it.

Maybe I complain too much, I dunno. Regardless, that's what'll be going on for me this week. Hooray?

Some people

Some people choose not to take the easy path, to write about something grander than the fact they miss their friends as everyone goes their separate ways for summer break.

I'm not some people.

I miss each and every friend who has left this campus for summer, and even some of the ones who are staying here in Seward. I realize we'll all be back together in three months, that it'll go faster than we might think. Maybe that's true.

But for now, I'm going to try to think happy thoughts, and simply wish everyone a safe and fun summer. Come back with stories, with presents, but most of all, just come back.

Happy summer, everyone. I miss you.

Packing.

I hate this time of year. The transition between school and home. When everything at school is packed, most of the friends are gone, and your RA is breathing down your back to get you checked out of your room.

This year is extra weird for me, as I get to move into a friend's house, then to Colorado for a week (for summer class), then back into my friend's house, then home. It's weird and a burden on a lot of people, and I hate it. I hate being a burden in general, really, but I especially hate it when it's something like this.

Why do things have to play out like this? We have to spend our last week taking tests and packing all our belongings into a few boxes for easy transport, when we'd rather be with our friends, just doing nothing. There's only so many times you can say 'I hate packing' (I think I'm on number 37) and you can only put it off for so long before you're suddenly looking at a still completely unpacked room just a half hour before you have to leave. Not that this has ever happened to me, of course.

It's been a great year, though, and I'm thankful for everything about it. Friends, both new and old, the traveling (to Iowa, mostly) that I've gotten to do, and just the experience in general. Life's been pretty good to me for the past nine months, I really can't complain.

Now, to finish packing...