We get on

This is the first entry I am typing from the 12'x16' room in which I now reside at Ball State University. I spent a lovely last night at home in Indianapolis. Goodbyes were a lot harder than I thought they would be. Clarissa and I spent a good deal of time talking about how strange of a concept it is to move away from everyone you care about. I mean, obviously it is to better yourselves but it seems like it shouldn't have to be this way.

In between awkward mingling and getting settled, I spent a good deal of time crying my eyes out yesterday. Notably in Pizza Hut whilst at lunch with my parents. After I unloaded and most of were things were settled this strange wave of immense sadness swept over me. I felt homesick, which is something I have never felt in my entire life, and still do. It's overpowering how much I miss everyone and everything. From my friends and family to my down comforter. I just miss the comforts of home and being able to see someone I'm close to and can share meaningful conversation with. I was such a mess most of the day yesterday and continue to cry from writing this. It's not like I haven't made any friends; I have. I'm just ready to feel comfortable with this. Everything and everyone is still so new to me. I'm excited to start classes and to get into a routine, but I'm more excited for my friends [hopefully! (Katie, you guys better come)] to visit next weekend. And I'm even more excited to go home for Labor Day weekend. 

It probably comes off like I hate college; I don't. I just get sad when I think about everyone back home and I start yearning for comfort. Ultimately, I really think I'll enjoy this a lot. It just takes some getting used to, right?

Fences

The goodbyes have officially commenced. Even though I'm really excited to move, it's sad to see the summer end. It's just strange realizing that all the friends and activities I've grown so accustomed to this summer, and the past four years at that, are going to be drastically different in a matter of mere days now. There are some things I'm not ready to let go of yet. It's hard to realize that no matter how much effort I exert, even the closest friendships are going to be compromised. This is just me ranting and freaking out. I'm sure I'll love Ball State, I'm just a tiny bit terrified.

I watched 500 Days of Summer and Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind this week. Both were excellent. I love being entranced by a good film. I also made a significant dent in packing this week. At least I would like to believe I have. 

OH MY GOSH I LEAVE IN LESS THAN A WEEK.

Too Too Too Fast

I feel like once I quit my job I'm going to have too much free time. Right now it seems as though I have a million things that need done before I leave, but none of them I really want to do. Like clean and pack and do more shopping and finish my book for school. I'm especially dreading packing because I have noooo idea what to bring, and I don't want to over pack like I always do. I made another dent in my dorm shopping today. Every time I browse through the aisles of Target or Walmart I always find more things I need that I hadn't previously thought of. It's frustrating. 

Last night I had food poisoning, and I'm declaring it the most physical pain I've ever been in. I would love to divulge into details as to why it was so atrocious, but I'll spare you.

Tomorrow my plans consist of making a hair appointment and mending things that need mending. Also, I'm seriously considering going to Lollapalooza with Jeanette on Sunday. Hello, Vampire Weekend, Passion Pit, and Ra Ra Riot. It's so tempting. 

I love Rostam Batmangli so much.