Disbelief followed by more disbelief

I have exactly 8 more days of classes left in my undergraduate degree at Dalhousie. Can you believe that? I can't seem to. And, after those 8 days of classes, I have one exam to write.

I remember moving into residence back in 2006. I was a bit nervous and a bit excited. That first night, or maybe the second, I stayed up until 6 AM on the soccer field talking to a friend from PEI. That was back when the Wickwire field was still astro turf. No one asked me why I stayed out so late or where I'd been. I was grown up.

And now, four years later, I'm sitting in my room, in my house. It's crazy to think about everything that has happened since that first day back at Shirreff Hall. I cried when my family left. I didn't know if I was ready.

I know I'll cry when I leave. This place has become just as much a home to me as my actual home.