Last day of moving.

Today was my last official day at the apartment. Yesterday was somewhat hellish and I’m really glad it’s over. With the help of some strong men (Diego, David G., David I., Justin, and Grant) I finally got everything out of my apartment. How did I acquire so many things in 2 years? I really need to re-evaluate my consumption habits. For real. I spent one last night in the apartment, in my room, bedless, on a sleeping bag.

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My body hurts. I took a shower today (finally—first time in three days) and it hurt to even snap my bra together. I’M SO GLAD THIS IS OVER!!! I think the fact that the last couple days have been so terrible has really helped me cope with leaving my apartment. I now loathe that place for the last memories it holds. Haha.

I also think it was a really bad idea to arm wrestle 10 people on Friday, KNOWING I had to pack and move all day the next day. AND, it was also a really bad idea to go to a pool party in Bellaire from 3am-to 5am on Saturday night. Although, I did get to witness this amazing moment…

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Kounthear holding Tom during that categories-dunking game. BIG LOL. I was only wearing one contact (typical), which makes my nightvision TERRIBLE, so I thought I wasn’t seeing it right, but as I approached closer…sure enough, Kounthear was holding Tom. Let me say that again, Kounthear holding Tom. Like a baby.

Where will I be bumming tonight?
Justin Terrell’s.

Ok, time to go celebrate this finally being over.

Relieved,
Maryoceane