the end. maybe.

Well, this is it.

Three and a half months. Done.

I feel very numb right now. Elizabeth asked me if I was excited to go home. I’m not. I know that sounds harsh, but it’s not meant to be. I’m not excited to go back to boring old Washington state. I don’t even know if I’m excited to see people. Its not that I’m not happy to be reunited with my friends and family, because I am. I am looking forward to seeing people. It’s just, in seeing people, I’m not visiting and then coming back here. I’m seeing them and staying in boring old Washington. There is so much more of the world for me to see, and It’s kind of a drag that I have to go back to school next year. Okay, technically I was here in London for school, but it honestly was more of a trip than anything else.

Um.

I’ve done a lot in the past week. Met more people in the past week than I did the whole program. Or that’s what it feels like anyway- EW. In 24 hours I will be touching ground in Sea Tac- I mean, more international people. I met Warren from Florida, Emily from…. I forget but she was studying in florence and in Rome for the day. We spent half of our second tour chasing around the tour guide and calling the tour people. Good story. Jesse from Vancouver, BC, Kevin from Cork, Mike and Ian from Wisconsin…. okay so they were mostly all boys, so what.

OH. today I tried to go through security without my boarding pass. It kind of made me feel like an idiot, but it was funny.

Okay so stories from this past week:

Garmisch with Sarah and Lizzie.
Cute Bar with Sarah
Innsbruck with Elizabeth
Laughing for 756789 hours at this really nice restaurant
Clubbing until 4 at the old aquaducts in Vienna
Walking around Vienna with Kevin
NOT seeing Spring Awakening in German
Touring Munich
trying to go through security AFTER having my passport stamped, and realizing I didn’t have a boarding pass and hadn’t checked in
Running around Rome with Emily
Breaking a glass at the hostel in rome
Eating an entire Margharita pizza in Rome by myself.
Drinking a beer in Munich. Disgusting
Gelato at the Vatican.

just a lot of stuff I suppose.

I feel like I have a lot to say, and just don’t know where to start. I haven’t had a breakdown, but isort of cried when I realized that it was my last time taking the tube. Sad.