Packing is something that I have never enjoyed. Packing for 4 months is like a personal hell. It also forces me to realize that I am, in fact, leaving and am going to be missing out on everyone here. It's a little sad.
On the bright side, I get to go shopping, and the parents are picking up the tab. It's glorious. I don't think I've done a binge shop like this... ever. I have more pants than I have ever owned (7. It's ridiculous. I know) as well as a whole bunch of shorts and shirts and shoes! I love shoes.
Speaking of which, it's time to shop for some more of them. Sweet.
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