I'm sitting here listening to Gabe Bondoc and watching my roommate pack up the last of her belongings as she heads back to Delaware. I'm regretful for not having made more memories with my roommates. But even studying in our own individual corners of the bedroom while the TV was running in the background was enjoyable enough for me. We all kind of had a mutual understanding that maybe we would not be the best of friends, but that was okay.
I've been throwing out the contents of my drawers, pulling down posters, making a stack of items to give away or sell (anyone want calcium/magnesium/zinc pills?), scrounging for boxes to use because I only have one suitcase on me.. And it's the oddest feeling. I still don't feel closure. I still haven't quite grasped the idea that I've just completed the first year of my college experience. When the end of the school year would come around before, we would be signing yearbooks, buying graduation gifts, even the weather would indicate it's time for summer.
And here, it just seems as if another set of finals are passing by.. even the weather is chilly as if we're still stuck in winter.
But time doesn't stop for anyone.
If only time were tangible. If only we could freeze even one moment.
Then maybe, we'd appreciate it more.
Or maybe, we appreciate it more because it doesn't wait for us.
*sigh roommates.
ReplyDeletewent by so quickly didnt it?
crazy.
and do you need boxes? i will be coming up to campus area tomorrow from home. i will try to see if i have any extras lying around for you.
"Or maybe, we appreciate it more because it doesn't wait for us."
ReplyDeletei never thought of it that way, but it rings true. but summer will be full of rekindling, don't forget!