On Saturday I had my going away party. And not to brag but... it was probably one of the best parties I've been to in a while. We emptied the bar (woo-hoo!!!), smoked the hookah, made mallows around the chiminea. We never got around to beer pong, but I guess there is always next time.
We celebrated Earth Hour by having the party lit by LED headlamps and candles. But the best part was how many of my friends showed up. One of my friends flew up from Ohio, one came down from Fo Co, another was in town from Florida. It's good to know that you are loved and will be missed.
So now I'm just trying to get everything done. I have a feeling that I'll be "that girl" who doesn't know how to pack or just completely overpacks everything. After bumming around China in a daypack for 3 weeks, I know I can pack right. Sometimes I just don't want to.
Auggh. Sorry this is so random. I guess my mind is going a million miles a minute and I keep thinking of things I need to do and somehow am still trying to process how to say goodbye to everyone.