Its here. The last week abroad. And strangely enough I'm ready to leave. At the beginning it seemed like I'd never want to get on a plane and fly back home, but now that home is almost back I can't wait to go. I love Europe and studying in Barcelona has been amazing; but I want my own bed. I want american pizza and fast food. I even kinda want to be able to do my own laundry (its shocking to me too). So here's five feelings you have in the last week.

1.) Excitement. There's no other way to put it but you're excited to go home. You're giddy with the thought of YOUR house. You can't wait to walk in and flop on your couch and have your mom yell at you. As fun as it's been, there is no place like home.

2.) Guilt. You feel a little bit guilty for being so excited to leave. Shouldn't you be sad? This is supposed to be the semester of your life, so how can you be happy for it to end? So to counteract all that excitement for finally getting to go home you feel a little guilty.

3.) Dread. So now you're past all the excitement and guilt and it hits you that you still actually have to finish the semester. You still have to turn in that last paper or project; take the last test. It may be the final week but there's still school going on.

4.) Apprehension. And what comes after all those end of term papers? Packing. You've got to gather up all the junk you brought with you and pray it still fits in your suitcase. All the folding and cramming is still to come. So naturally you avoid it till the last minute.

5.) Contentment. Now I hope you really do get here, even if you didn't feel any of the other things. Because when all is said and done I hope you go home feeling content. I hope you did everything you could and actually liked it. I hope you know that maybe not all the parts were super fun all the time but over all, over all it was pretty great.