Change Change Change

4 days till I leave for home.
In those 4 days I have to write 2 more exams, study for them, pack up the entire contents of my room, say goodbye to numerous people who have grown very dear to my hear in hopes that I will see them again, and clean my room.
There are half packed bags and boxes situated all around my room, it's depressing, but not nearly as haunting as the increase number of the empty rooms that I am surrounded with.

I hate good byes.

When interrogated about my summer plans, I have nothing to answer with. My plans are presently nothing more then ideas. I've been putting off planning for the summer in hopes that it would not come so quickly.
That plan did not work so well.

I am, however, excited to be going home to see my family and some old friends. Though, I've discovered lately that, missing someone who you have not seen for an extended amount of time is not nearly as painful as missing someone who you have grown accustomed to seeing everyday.
I suppose that after the summer it will be everyone from school who will be the ones who I will have been separated from for a prolonged amount of time and my family and home friends who haven taken their positions as the ones I'm used to seeing.

In any sense . . . I'm really going to miss this way of life, no rules or boundaries to worry about, and visitors constantly dropping by and aiding with my procrastination habits.

-I'm constantly reminded of how change is good, but if we never had to experience it, we'd never know that and we'd bee content with what we have-