04.22.04 :: the in-between of beginnings and endings

Ellen has been gone for almost three hours, and I'll be going within the next three. Christy's leaving tonight. Julia might ditch out early in order to stay at the Talbot with her parents. Vanessa's leaving tomorrow.

Boxes line the hallway filled with belongings new and old, important and not-so-important but meaningful enough in their sentimental value. I hear bustling, last minute superfun music, tall Julia talking (of course), and vacuums. It's so hard to believe I'm leaving. Even though my stuff is off the walls, out of the closets, and missing from the drawers, it doesn't seem real yet. And I know this is only temporary, that we'll all be back in four months to do it all again, but when you spend so much time with people of course you get attached.

It's been so amazing, the best experience of my life. Now I'm a sophomore, I'm going back to my beautiful best friends(well, they will be coming back to me, but let's not get hung up on technicalities) and getting the chance to try love up close with the most wonderful person I could have picked (3 guesses?). I love and miss all of you Elkhart natives more than I tend to express in here or otherwise (except Ant. he knows. ha). I can't wait to see your bright and smiling faces.

I wish I had something great to sign off with, as this is my last entry until school starts up again (Chicago diaries are meant to be from Chicago), but I don't. I've got a lot of great memories, the most meaningful of which aren't really ready to be shared and the best, well, those would be the nights I can't recount all too clearly. Maybe someday, my lovely readers.