Pack Out Date Upon Us!

Down to crunch time! Panic mode! I just returned last night from a marvelous three day trip to Poland! It was beautiful, warm, and extremely fun! Who ever thought that a sixteen year old going on a six hour road trip with her mother and her mother's three best friends would be so exciting? Well I didn't. Haha. It turned out really well, and there were adventures awaiting me around every corner. I also learned that Polish food tastes FANTASTIC and that the people there are so kind and inviting. Sometimes living in a rather cold/hostile (I suppose more where people keep to themselves) can make one forget that not all strangers are like that. In Poland we stayed at a small bed and breakfast, made friends with the owners, and even had a great time over dinner talking to our waitress who was convinced we couldn't down the giant portions (which we did ;). I also bought my share of polish pottery for my hope chest (sort-of old school tradition), for when I move into my first place. It required reaching into my savings, but as Mom says, it is a rather good investment to make. Plus, the pottery is gorgeous!

Having returned last night though, it is like I have hit a brick wall. Pack out is in two days. TWO DAYS. While I have been mindlessly packing things here and there in my bedroom, I now realize how much stuff I REALLY have to get done. It is a good thing that I have the next two days off from school to help finish sorting out everything in the house before the movers come on Thursday. To make matters well, somewhat worse, my last day of school is on Friday. That means that I have officially, one day of high school left. It isn't like I have to say goodbye to my friends yet because I'm not leaving until the end of June (so I can pop back into school whenever I wish), but there is this deep sense of relief and anxiety and sorrow that goes along with this. I will finally be done with high school! At age sixteen off to college! But I won't get to walk the stage with my best friends (let alone any of my friends) because I am doing it a year earlier. Four years I have lived here in Germany... is it so odd of me to consider it home? The second longest time I have ever lived anywhere... Perhaps that is why I find it so difficult to say goodbye.

Fun events though that are upcoming. My one and only prom at the start of June, and graduation party on the 7th. Then I am off to Italy for a week with my mom and grandparents while my dad stays home with my brother while he finishes off school. Adventures are out there waiting for me, just like Poland. So I suppose I've got to keep my head up, heart and mind open, and accept them as they come. :)




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