I am so looking forward to tomorrow, but for now I am going crazy. I spent the whole morning stressing over my seemingly impossible Physics exam, which I believe I passed, sigh, I could take a deep breath. I came back to my room to realize that I had an overwhelming amount of packing to do, so I did it. Three or four hours later nearly everything I call my own was packed into the back of my van. I could breathe again. But not for long because I soon succumbed to the fact that I needed to prepare myself for a Phonetics exam taking place at ten in the morning tomorrow. Dammit. So I spent the last couple hours reviewing notes and testing myself, and here I am. My brain is fried, I can't feel my legs (from many trips up and down the stairs lugging hefty boxes and bags full of crap), and I am utterly exhausted. But it's not over. I still have to finish studying, and I have agreed to venture down to the dining hall for a midnight buffet, only because it is my last night and I want to make the most of my time with my friends here, particularly because, as hard as it is to say, I may never see Amber again. So please add emotional exhaustion to my list of ailments.
I just want to be home with my mom and dad, Sarah, Laura, and all of the comforts of home and Holden.