The End is Upon Us

The end of the year is here. I am officially a sophomore at Boston University!! YAY! I’m really excited about completing all of my coursework, but this ending is bittersweet. While we are all rejoicing over the end of the academic year, we are lamenting over days to follow, where we will part ways for 4 months. 4 LONG months. To break it down even further: that’s 17 weeks, or 119 days until I see some of my best friends again.

I have mixed emotions about how this summer is going to turn out. While I am optimistic that everyone from home will be hanging out all the time, I know that it will be difficult to see everyone I want to see for a sufficient amount of time. We have all drifted apart a little bit. When you don’t see your friends from home for 4 months at a time it’s more difficult to relate to them. They’ve all had new experiences, and made new friends. There is no way that I could relate to going and drinking in the middle of a field like the kids at UMASS. While that is a little far-fetched, you get my point. Every time my group of friends has gotten together since we all left for college, everyone is still the same. It’s as if when we left for college, we were just taking a break. When we get back together, we still all get along. I hope this lasts for 4 years because I love my friends from home a lot.

Working is another reason why I cannot decide if this summer will be good or not. I really need the money, don’t get me wrong, but how long can I go working at WalMart. I mean, come on, I’ve been there since November 2006. I need a place where I really fit in. Some of the people there are great, but sometimes I wish I had more people my own age to talk to.

HOWEVER (and this is a big however), I’m really looking forward to get-togethers this summer with people from BU. I cannot wait to go to Maryland and visit Rachel; New York to visit Trisha, Tom, Brian, Ruth, Rob and everyone else that lives there, maybe I will even make my first trip to the west coast. THAT WOULD BE AMAZING! I really want to go to California. I think that would be an epic summer. To visit Funk and Austin would be the best. I just wish that I had met more people that live in Massachusetts or Rhode Island. I mean, it’s really cool that Tori lives in North Andover, and Dwyer lives in Andover, but I really wish that more people lived South of Boston. It would have been so cool to see people that I knew from school all the time.

It’s very rare that I can ever think of a song that accurately describes the events of my life at that very moment. Somehow the lyrics “I don’t know where my home is, I don’t know where my soul is” I can’t remember what song that is, however, it is irrelevant. Perfect. Lyrical genius. Whenever I return “home” I don’t get excited, but when the T makes it to street level on Commonwealth Ave, I just let out a sigh of relief. The sigh that signifies home. I impatiently wait through the Blanford Street stop, then the 2 stop lights. Then, BU East. I’m finally home.

Well, my train ride is over now, I’m back in Bellingham for the next couple of days.

Note to Self... Stop Procrastinating

Dear Self,

You need to stop fooling around and actually get to work. You are in a beautiful room at the Boston Public Library with so many productive people around you. Why can't you get your head straight and get down to work. For the past 15 minutes, 15! you have been yawning, rolling your eyes and playing with your hair. Please stop. Please get back to work, you know how much depends on these finals tomorrow. I know that you really want to see your grade for writing 150, but no matter how many times you refresh the page, Beth will not be done with grading for awhile.

So after you are done reading this note, I trust you will use your best judgement to get back to work and start reading about Energy and Environmental policy and Education policy.

Take care and study well,

Chris

FINALS

I remember just a couple of weeks ago that I was really excited for this time of year. Everyone would be happy because classes are over; people would be discussing their summer plans and getting really pumped up because of the weather. Now that those couple of weeks have gone by...I really dread this week.

It makes me really upset to know that I have developed close relationships with so many people yet I will apart from them for about 4 months. I know that I will still be in touch with them whether through facebook or ichat...but, it's not the same as going to dinner with them or hanging out with them on a Friday night. It's not going to be the same when I can't go across the hall and see people that I really care about, people that have become like my family. We just said goodbye to Angela, who is leaving tomorrow. Even though I wasn't really good friends with Angela, I'm still going to miss her. I hate using the corny family reference again, but it won't be the same without everyone.

I see it this way, once one person is gone, it's the beginning of the end. Even though one person is gone, we will all never have the same experiences because one of us is gone. It will just get more depressing as time goes on. Slowly, people will file off of 17c and out of Warren for the last time. I think for me it will be the hardest just because I will be here for an extra week. Sometimes I wish that I was leaving earlier because then I would just have to leave and say goodbye to everyone at once. Instead I will be forced to watch people leave, one by one, one heartbreaking moment after another.

I think it will be hardest saying goodbye to Rachel. I've gotten to know her so well over the past couple of months that she has become one of my best friends and almost like a sister to me. I can trust her with anything and I always enjoy anything she comes to me with. I truly hope she knows how much I value her friendship.

Apart from this sad post, I'm starting to have anxiety about getting a good grade in IR. So many things to study, such little time. UGH! It's okay...I will have completed my freshman year of college by Friday and am looking forward to the next three years of fun and memories. Maybe that is how I should look at 'saying goodbye' and take it as see you soon so we can have tons of fun in a few months....just something to think about that's not International Relations aka Bane of my existence.