Over the past 2 hours of packing, loading, goodbyes, more packing, loading, un-loading, reloading, goodbyes, and more packing something happened. After the hysteria calmed down and I walked back into the room I’m sitting in now I looked around and realized….I wasn’t in my room. During the flustering couple of hours not only did I pack up all my stuff, but I packed up my room too. I wonder at what point it stopped looking like my room and turned into this empty dorm. Was it the rug or the posters or just the general clutter, I don’t know. This is going to be a weird last night in Booth, it doesn’t even feel like I’m still in Booth all the things and people that made it Booth are gone, this is just a room.
My only issue with how my professor graded my paper is that all he did was tell me how many words I didn’t need yet told us the paper had to be a certain length. I completely agree with everything he said…but then why ask for the paper to be as long as you did?
Your Friday afternoon silliness.