One Week Left.

Its really happening. I mean really happening.

This morning I'm waking up on Moody campus and in a rush to get out the door for everything this day holds. Yesterday is a blur, to be honest. I completed my last day of work (can I get a little PTL?) and moved out of my apartment. My Jeep is so full you cannot see out of any of the windows (don't worry, I made sure the windshield remained in full view). I sometimes worry that someone might see how full it is and try to break into it. But honestly, the Jeep is the only thing worth anything in that situation. To get to all my books and blankets and cheap picture frames you'd have to break one of the windows. And, seriously, I'd rather just unlock it for you. Actually, if you think about it, its kinda funny. If someone broke in only to find my lame belongings it would really suck for them.

Anyway, I have one week left here in this wonderful city. Today I'm meeting with a Greek tutor in an attempt to refresh myself on what I have forgotten. I will test out of Greek One and Two at GC, hopefully. Please understand I say hopefully very tentatively.

Then I will begin the lasts. The last coffee date with a certain friend or the last time I'll play with the volleyball league at Montrose Beach or the last time I'll worship with HTC during this season. These days are getting nostalgic. But they're good.

Because its really happening.