My apologies in advance if you are tired of hearing about how much I miss college… BUT… I do.
Yesterday as I was rifling through old binders desperately trying to find “specific examples of work” so that a professor can more accurately write me a recommendation for graduate school, I stumbled upon some very exquisite artwork done by myself and Caitlyn Trask while in class. Run on sentence? Sorry.
It had me laughing so hard for so many reasons.
One, we had time to draw in class.
Two, who were we making fun of?
Three, I am a terrible artist.
Four, how did we not get in trouble?
Five, why does that light house have a face?
And Six, seriously, that looks nothing like Shrek.
Ps. It’s February ?!?!
Last weekend I helped M & his parents move his stuff out of his Raleigh house back up the mountain. We survived the day by playing Words with Friends in the car and multiple caffeine infusions via Starbucks.
Today I completed my own moving process. I had already filled two car loads full of stuff, and today I filled a third load plus put all the big stuff in a uHaul van. Well actually we paid two guys to carry everything from our third floor apt to the uHaul van, but same thing.
Our front door and porch.
It is really strange no longer having an apartment in Raleigh, NC. Not living in that specific apartment isn’t quite as weird thanks to UCA for forcing me to spend my summer as a nomad… I have only spent the night in Raleigh 2 times all summer. What is more weird is not living in Raleigh in general, a city I truly love and consider my home.
My bedroom during (above) and after (below) the moving process.
Walking around my apartment today was really bittersweet.
I have so many memories in Raleigh that I will cherish forever.
It’s crazy how fast undergrad goes by, and you really don’t realize it until it’s over.
My empty bathroom… and my favorite corner-counter-top to sit on and get ready.
Fully loaded uhaul van.
Over the four years I have lived in Tucker dorm, Bragaw Hall, downtown in a house on Lenior Street, and finally in the The Marquis on Edwards Mill.
So long Raleigh, at least for now!