Packing up to leave my dorm room is always difficult. I mean this purely in the literal sense…how did I accumulate so much useless stuff? Over the course of the school year I end up holding onto so many useless things that I think will be important, like old champagne corks, In N Out receipts, Paul Blart-themed birthday cards (thanks Maddy), and hundreds of pages of rough drafts (I’m definitely keeping the Paul Blart card, don’t worry). I always leave my room to pack my car looking like a bag lady, holding big shopping backs full of random pieces of paper in one hand and my faux fur coats in the other.
But as difficult as all the sifting through my drawers can be, it’s also just as pleasant. Every random item reminds me of a fun night...Read More