In the Homestretch

I am so close to done, it’s almost a little scary. Just an exam tomorrow and and exam Tuesday, and I pack up and leave HWS for 8 months. It’s pretty much the definition of bittersweet. On the one hand, I am super stoked to be done with school for a bit. I can’t wait to spend more than 3 days at home, snuggle with my dog and cat, hang out and play tennis and watch movies with my little sister and my best friend. I’ll be able to sleep in my own bed, take showers without flip flops, and I won’t have to worry about how much of my meal plan I’m using. I’m really excited to fly to Florida with my two best friends for an awesome adventure. I’m stoked to start my internship at the MMRL, a place that I’m already pretty comfortable at and have a foundation to build on. And, of course, I can’t wait to leave on the biggest adventure of my life at the end of August, when I head to Australia for 3 and a half months.

And yet… I’m going to miss this place. HWS has become my home. I’m going to miss all of the friends I’ve grown close to this year. Lots of us are scattering across the globe. Some are graduating, and I may never see them again. The little ensemble cast of characters in my sit com of a life is getting a complete shake up. I won’t be living with my current housemates. I won’t be able to sneak down to the living room at 4 am when I can’t sleep to find Sam and Lyn snoring over their laptops. Midnight runs to Timmy Ho’s will be temporarily suspended. Laughing over webwork and chem problem sets will be put on hold. Staying up late watching Bollywood movies will be shelved for a later date. You get the idea.

I guess it comes down to change. Change is scary sometimes, but change is good. Moving from one thing to another is a necessary part of life. And I’ll keep growing, and I’ll keep changing, and I’ll keep working to be the best student, intern, friend, daughter, sister that I can be.