Last Five Days

It is really weird to think about where I was 5 days before the New Year last year. I was injured and angry because my injury was preventing me from doing so many things. I had no intention of doing anything interesting for the New Year and I certainly didn't expect for this blog to be part of the works. It is so funny to me now that even a year ago today, I would not have wanted to do this. And then I saw that picture. But we'll talk about that in five days.


These last five days will be spent packing because the first trip to Orlando is with Kayla in a week! After work tomorrow I am going to come home, probably take a nap, then organize my bathroom and start packing all of the stuff under my bed as well as the knick knacks through out my room. Sunday is going to consist of laundry if possible and if not then I am going to see if I can consolidate any of the boxes in the garage into other boxes. Monday will either start or pick up where Sunday leaves off in the laundry department which will be the main part of what is going to go with Kayla on Saturday. Tuesday will be more of the same with laundry but by then I will (hopefully) very little left to do. Wednesday is my main day off and I have to figure out if I am going to spend it packing or take a break and go have a final send off with my friends.


That is also New Year's Eve which will bring me full circle and I still haven't decided what I am going to with my blog in 2015.

Final Two Months

As a sister and I entered our college town this afternoon, we were greeted with rain, puddles, humidity, and general icky-ness. It's like Mother Nature knew we were all sad that spring break was over and wanted to cry with us. She's still crying mind you. Of course maybe Mother Nature is sad that she will be losing so many students from this area soon. Or maybe the clouds were just really full of evaporated water. 

Regardless of why the sky is pouring buckets of water on our heads, today is kind of a big deal. Today marks my last two months in my apartment near campus. It marks about 40 days until graduation. It marks the end. Three years ago I was in the middle of preparing for IB and AP exams and I was about to accept my acceptance at my university. Now it's almost over. I'm preparing for the GRE, looking at other schools, thinking about jobs back home. It's a whole new ball game and I'm not sure I'm ready. I've been on the cusp of adulthood since I was twelve and now you're telling me its actually time? My nearly 10 years of waiting is almost over? What?

I always knew that I would have a hard time transitioning to a life outside of school. I had that realization in fifth grade when they asked us to put together a portfolio of what we wanted our lives to be. We had to come up with a title for each "chapter" of our lives and while the only title I remember is "UT is for Me" I distinctly remember asking my self: "What is it going to be like when we're done with school? What do we do then?" Then I panicked, starting planing ways to stay in elementary school forever, and tried to come up with a way to freeze time.

In all seriousness, I still haven't quite figured out what's next. I know where I want to go in life, how I want to help others and be successful but I don't know about June. I go home and work on saving as much as possible and helping my sister. We'll see. 

SIDENOTE: I'VE RAISED 207 FOR DANCE MARATHON!!! THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO HAS HELPED SO FAR!!