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:: Friday, August 27, 2004 ::

Kinda Sad



So here I've been, packing for most of the night. I'm moving from my summer apartment on State St. back to the dorms on the uptown campus. I'm both sad and excited. Excited that school will be starting soon and I'll see all my friends in just a few days. Sad because I love the apartment.

Last time I saw my mom I referred to two, and maybe three places, as "home"--school, the apartment, and the house I grew up in. Of course I knew which one I was talking about, but I confused the heck out of everyone else. I think it's cool that three places have become legit homes for me simultaneously. I'm never far from home, that's for sure. -_^

The saddest thing that is hitting me, though--I don't have a single picture of the apartment, how it looked with me occupying it. It makes me very very sad in a way that I only slightly understand, but feel more than anything.

~sigh~

/me goes back to packing


:: Kazen 4:03 AM [+] ::
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Comments:
Aww.. how bittersweet... I've had 5 apartments in my college career (only went to college for 4 years - go figure) and I never took a picture of any of them, except one, but that was when I wasn't even living it yet but visiting friends who lived there. =P

- Boom
 
Heh. I remember the "I'm leaving home to go home" feeling. It's really wierd, and very confuzzling. Now that I live with my fiancee, I know where home is, but I still call my parents' house 'home' from time to time, even though I haven't lived there in years.
 
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