So, to get started and introduce myself, I'm the typical 22-year old girl who just graduated from college this past May. The 4-year bubble of college has abruptly burst, and here I am again - back at home. How has this even happened? When I first moved into my freshman dorm it really seemed like this would last forever. Buttt, here I am... everyone says the years fly by, and wow, did they ever!
And yet, the 4 years did occur. I have a mix of mildly-sloppy (and yet still classy) Facebook photos from my entire college career which prove this. Bar-parties, dorm storming, library time - all the proof needed. Thank god I'm a photo-queen and documented everything, or I don't actually think I'd believe it myself.
The good news is that I have finally unpacked all my things. Let me tell you, that's quite a feat. Four years of accumulating stuff, and take into account the fact that I'm a female and a sorority girl, and we've got a problem. I have a whole drawer just devoted to puffy paint. Enough said. So after hours of my futile attempt at organizing everything, I resorted to what every college kid eventually does - giant black trash bags. I'm convinced that Hefty and Glad must see a spike in sales every May/June, just from college kids alone.
Then, once I made the arduous 6 1/2 hour-long car trip back home, the procrastination set in. I think I lived out of these trash bags for a solid two weeks before my mom couldn't stand it any more and basically made me face my reality: I had graduated. Even now this still just feels like summer vacation... a very long vacation with no end in sight, but still, it's a vacation!
So my closet has been filled, clothes all unpacked and placed neatly onto hangers, and the very long vacation has officially started. At home. I was thrown out into the world, and like a boomerang, came flying back to where I started 4 years ago. We'll see how fun this "vacation" will be...
Over and Out,
BB