Rachel F. and I procrastinated packing our room as long as possible. Yesterday morning we gave into the inevitable and started to pack up our home. I got really depressed when I had to start taking things down from my walls.
Now I am sitting in my desolate, white room wishing it was last September.
2 days ago: my beautifully decorated room |
Today: my white washed walls |
See how happy I was two days ago? Now, well not so happy (despite how the picture makes me look)
Even if it's just for the summer, I'm going to miss this place more than I thought. I've grown to love Provo, BYU, and every single girl on my floor. I'm going to miss:
Even if it's just for the summer, I'm going to miss this place more than I thought. I've grown to love Provo, BYU, and every single girl on my floor. I'm going to miss:
- Being able to talk to Rachel F. whenever I walk into my bedroom
- Running down the hall to Tess and Cara's room to tell them some embarrassing or funny story
- Having all my meals prepared for me by the Cannon Center staff
- Late night study dates with HBLL
- Random runs to the hospital for shakes or to Yogurtland for frozen yogurt
- Pow wows until midnight with Tess and Chris about the "ay oh's"
- Movie nights with our beds pushed together
- Christmas lights in my room
- Getting Vitamin Water from the vending machines
- Tyler's laugh after I make a joke even if it isn't funny
- Not having to knock when walking into my friends rooms
- Watching Tess' perplexed look on her face when I say something super sarcastic
- MY ROOM
But the thing that I can't stand most? In two weeks there will probably be some snot nosed 14 year old boy who thinks he is the coolest thing since slice bread staying in my room for EFY. I guess I just can't let such depressing thoughts enter into my mind.
Now I will indulge myself by publishing my favorite pictures from this past week.
Now I will indulge myself by publishing my favorite pictures from this past week.