My dorm room is empty. Well, mostly anyway. I am in the process of packing up all my belongings and deciding what is going to my apartment and what is going home. This is where I thought it would be easy. I brought it down to college, so why can I not bring it back home? I just have to say it: Too much stuff.
I am an over-packer. I have been this way on every rode trip, vacation, or sleepover ten minutes away. When I packed for college I assumed I would get better and be able to only pack the necessities. Boy was I wrong.
As I pack up all the stuff that has been brought into my room, I keep asking myself why I needed it, and if I had ever used it? Why did I need every pair of cute shoes I could find, or why did I need to bring back the giant bear my boyfriend gave to me on Valentines Day?
The answer is: you don’t need any of that stuff. For some reason I thought I would get up at 8 a.m. every day to do my hair and makeup and look cute. Fun fact: I think the most effort I have put into a class that I am not presenting in is washing my hair.
Final Thought: Think about who you are, and really pack for that person. Also, the semester ends soon, and this is my last mandatory blog post. Fear not! I will still write a post once a month, making sure to update you all on Frank and the workings of my beyond stressed out mind.