So now as you tackle finals season, its time to do the most other dreaded activity of this time of the year, moving out. Your residence hall has probably emailed you about thirty times by now. Your parents have probably come to pick up just some of your stuff. You probably have started cleaning and packing. I mean lets face it you probably don't have time for some GTL- gym, tanning, laundry. Overall, we all share in the struggle of moving out of the dorms.
1. You start to look around and realize how much stuff you have
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Did you need all of this stuff? No. Do you regret it? Yes. There is just stuff in every crevice and you have no idea how to move it all.
2. The clothes and shoes
Well theres so much stuff you don't even know where to begin. Theres to much to fit in bags so lawn and leaf bags become your new BFF. You swear you will never ever pack 6 pairs of flip flops again, but lets face it you will again next year.
3. The Decorations
You quietly swear to yourself your never putting up lights again. You swear that your going to burn your tapestry when you get home as you slowly remove every 3M hook and pieces of tape from the walls.
4. The Cleaning
Why is there so much dust? Why is it so gross? Your tiring as you scrub but the end of moving out is no where in site.
5. The Carrying to The Car
Your parents are ready to disown you because you have so much stuff. Your car is packed. You begin to wonder if the trunk will close with this much stuff in it. Your sweating from running in and out and you feel like your running a marathon.
6. The Escorted Check Out
As you returning your key and letting the RA through, your thinking "Please don't charge me any damage fees, I didn't damage anything I promise", "Please tell me I didn't forget anything." And then its all good and they walk out.
7. Saying Goodbye to Your Room
You shed a tear as you slowly shut the door. Goodbye to your little home, your little bed and to your neighbors and friends. *sobs*
8. Getting home with all your stuff.
And just when you thought there was a light at the end of the tunnel, you now have the pleasure of unpacking everything, sorting through everything again, and packing it all away until next year.
