I left today. Packed up, checked out. Gone.

I forgot the wind chime hanging from the vent in our room and the echinacea seeds in the fridge. I left behind a tomato plant for Bethany.

I still have to write my diversity paper (required for my major) before I can get my diploma.

I keep thinking about Keenan at Twin Oaks. He quit college when he had only one class left. I mean, hey, I could do that. I could quit one paper short. But I wouldn't really be doing it to make a statement; I would just be doing it out of laziness. I decided a while ago that I wasn't going to quit school for the statement it would make. Now is not the time to change my mind.

Last night was my last evening as a student. I hung out with Flynn and Katerina. We watched Mulan and then had a moonlit swim in the river. I think it was a good way to say goodbye to the place.

Today, I packed up and said my final farewells. I'm always grumpy when I'm packing, and I actually tend to get grumpier when people try to help. My parents arrived around 11:00 to help me and left around 1:00, at which point I crawled under my bed and cried. But it's okay, because then I hung out with Flynn and he made mac. And Katerina made me cookies, which was very sweet of her. Elizabeth and I hugged a lot.

And now I'm in my parents' house. How strange.