Packing sucks. No matter how much crap I put in a box, there's always more looming over my shoulder, leering at me. Oh well, I'm at home for a few hours (until tomorrow morning), at which point I will slowly and achingly climb back into the car for the drive back to College Station. I brought home more crap than any human could ever need, but there's still so much more! WHY, WHY must I be such a compulsive shopper? ESPECIALLY when I have no money? Although, I think I acquired most of said "crap" last semester when I had some semblance of money. I was trying so hard to make my dorm room "feel like home" that I put everything I could think of up on my wall, and even bought more that reminded me of my room at home. When I was packing up today I took off all the decorations that were up on my wall, and when I was done, I thought, Wow, my walls look naked! and I got a little bit sad, because it looks so stark and impersonal. I am SO READY to be home but I don't want to leave. Does that make sense to anyone else?