The pictures on my walls are coming down. The nick-knacks on my shelves are boxed up. This chapter of my life is coming to a close. I didn't think I'd be sad about leaving Provo, but it's starting to hit me.
I have to have everything ready to go by Thursday, when my mom comes to get my boxes. It kind of hurts. BYU has been so beautiful. I've made friends that have changed me forever. Memories explode from everything.
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| My wand, memories of some of the happiest times I've ever had. The picture envelope in the top left contains copies of my head shots for my student teaching application Ashley took. |
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| Even this nasty, blue tack has memories. |
1 comment:
"memories explode from everything"...I still feel the same way about BYU...even love the smell of it.
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