It is true what they say, college years really do past quickly. How did it already become May? It seems like only a few weeks ago I was moving into my new college dorm, questioning how I was going to be able to live in a small room with another person for months. Now it is already time to say goodbye to my new formed home and family members. Packing is overwhelming and difficult, and I think all of us go through the stages of moving out of our college dorm room.
1. Ignoring the infamous move-out date that is soon approaching.
Maybe if I pretend that it is not there, it will just go away.
2. Looking around at all of your stuff and feeling totally overwhelmed.
WHY DO I HAVE SO MUCH STUFF!? Was it necessary to bring 6 towels, 2 comforters, 7 toothbrushes, and 20 pictures frames? I honestly have no clue how I am going to pack everything.
3. Getting distracted by all of the stuff you are finding.
Finding your favorite pair of shoes, lipstick, and other junk that was under your bed is extremely entertaining. Who knew that so many things could be so interesting?
4. Getting emotional as you are taking down pictures and decor.
It is okay to be emotional over taking down your favorite posters and pictures. You have made a connection with these objects over the past year, it is normal.
5. Stuffing everything into boxes and suitcases.
Who knew that a shirt could be folded so small? How about 20 pairs of shoes? No problem, I will make them fit into one box.
6. Realizing that you forgot to label the boxes that you just packed.
Which box have my shoes? Which box has my winter coats? This is now going to make unpacking 10,000 times more difficult.
7. When you find something absolutely disgusting that has been out of your sight.
Oh my gosh, how long has that been behind my bed? I am completely disgusted with myself.
8. You begin to doubt if you will ever be able to pack up everything.
When will this be over? How do things just keep appearing?
9. Saying "screw it" and throwing things into the trash.
I don't actually need this, right?.... Oh, well.
10. Feeling so happy when final stretch is appearing.
Yes, I can see the end of this torture! Only a few more boxes to go.
11. Sitting in your empty room in awe.
My dorm room looks like a prison cell without my personal touches everywhere. Thank God I am a good decorator.
12. Struggling to say goodbye to my roommate.
How can I say goodbye to the only person that puts up with my weirdness? Who is going to stay up with me until 2am sitting in the dark and scrolling on tumblr? Four months is too long to be away from my second family.
13. Wishing that you can stay just a little bit longer in your new found home.
My dorm room and I have been through a lot together this past year. Saying goodbye is never easy, but I know I am on to bigger and better things (and dorm rooms).
