Comings and Goings

I am unbelievably excited. My break has started! I am skipping my last class (hehe, I am so bad), and am now waiting for my ride to be done with his classes. I am mostly done packing, and I have cleaned my room. Like, for reals. I know...I didn't really think it would happen either. But, observe the photo evidence to the fact. I also vacuumed (including my roommate's side...but that is an entirely different rant), and even dusted a little. Whenever I clean this much, everyone on my floor has to see it, because it is such a rare event. In fact, they sometimes compare their room's level of messiness to mine (mostly of the time, theirs is less).

But, yes, back to the point, I am very excited for break. Everyone on campus is in various states of burnout, either from killer projects, workload in general, not sleeping, other issues, or a combination of all of these. Personally, I am doing pretty good, although I, like everyone, am very, very ready for a break. I slept a ton during the week prior to Sunday, sleeping no less than seven hours a night, plus a ten-hour weekend, and a nap thrown in there. That's a ton of sleep. But that store of sleep was needed to finish that killer philosophy paper Monday night (I finally finished it with a solid twelve pages at 4 in the morning). And then last night, since I had no homework but had had coffee, felt like the middle of the afternoon, and everyone was hanging out in each other's rooms, talking, watching movies, cleaning, packing, and not even thinging about sleep. And that, my friends, is why dorm life is cool.

Change of gears: It's really interesting to look out the window. My room overlooks the Crowder entrance and parking lot, so I always see/hear everyone coming and going from campus. There are cars lined up and then trading places in the loading zone, taking in stuff and people and then heading off somewhere unknown to me. In a very short time, that will be me. I am really excited to be off campus for awhile. Don't get me wrong. I love campus. But sometimes, it can get stifling, because it is so self-contained, and I just need to breathe a different air.

I heart my Oregon!