Just me, being overly sentimental, yet again

I can't seem to figure out how, but the summer is coming to an end. We don't start school again for over a month, yes, but I move out of my summer apartment in a week. I then head home for a few days before a family reunion trip to Maine. Then I'm back in MN for a few more days and my new cousin's baptism, then back to Madison and into Pi Phi.

I can't seem to figure out how things have gone so fast...It seems like yesterday I was sitting in my first class of Spanish Phonetics PRAYING for the day it would be over. That 4-week class is long over and I've since been filling my days with the Journal, SAGE, Come Back and doing nothing. I've kept fairly busy, which probably aides the fact that summer has flown by.

I will begin packing up my life yet again, back into the boxes that have been lurking under my bed for the past 2.5 months, as a nasty reminder that no, this apartment is just temporary, and yes, you do need to cram your overly materialistic life back into them once again, for cross-Madison transport. Packing and moving are probably two of my least favorite things ever, since I'm so organizationally anal that I can't rest until my new room is completely unpacked and set up. Which gets a little exhausting.

Thoughts of moving out have been accompanied by this roommate's excitement and official match to Colombia. She is going to have a fabulous year abroad, but all this also reminds me that we are going to have to say good-bye, for real this time. (AIESEC banquet-style, no doubt.) Although my plan is to be in Colombia as well for second semester, previous posts will tell you I'm not great with good-byes (although this most definitely will be a good-bye of the see ya later variety.) I tend to be overly sentimental and very attached to the people I consider closest to me. And seriously, who is going to gossip with me?!?! (You can see my Lenten resolution has not really made vast improvements on my character.)

Moving out will also mean good-bye to these roommates, who I have enjoyed my time with immensely. Although both are moving to Minneapolis and will be a hop, skip and a jump away from me when I visit home, Madison without them will be a lonely place. If only they had gotten caught in the Wisconsin Trap.....

I'm excited for this coming school year, I have a feeling it's going to be fabulous. I'm just a little sad to be leaving behind the summer and 4.3.8.

Um, seriously?!

One of the strangest things I've ever read, here.

Does anyone think shit like this shouldn't be written about because it'll only give people ideas?

Slightly comforted

A stealth visit (disguised to my parents as a contact pick-up run) to the eye doctor confirms it: there is no contact floating around in my eye.

This begs the question......then where is it???

And why do I now get random headaches on my right temple, in close vicinity to the previously affected eye?

Also, things got slightly awkward when he asked me how I lost it. I told him I was crying (I left out the fact that I had been indulging in some beverages right before) but this didn't seem to satisfy him. He told me that my eye was slightly swollen, which can happen if you cry for several days straight, after a death in the family or "emotional problems." I assured him, no, I have not been upset lately.....I was crying a month ago, and no I do not have emotional problems. One of my friends graduated and was leaving and I was less than pleased. Thank you for checking though, Doctor.

At least he didn't give me a phone number to call.