Packing

It is ten days before I fly back for my fall semester at LU. I can't believe how fast time has gone. I'm so torn about it. I love my friends in DC, and I can't wait to see them, but I love my family too, and I'm going to have to leave them to go back to school. I suppose it means I won't have to put up with my father's moods anymore, which have been so insane all summer (My mom says it's male menopause) but I still will miss my family. My mom always looks so sad when I go, it's hard on me. It's nice to be independent, but it's also hard. Adolescence isn't fun at all.

I'm now I'm trying to pack everything I have here into one suitcase. That isn't going so well. I seem to be a bit of a clothes horse. Not even that, I just love to shop. Retail therapy is the most awesome thing, but expensive as hell. For my room I now have a bunch of items. Hopefully I can donate enough at school to keep my room neat. And for those who know me, neatness is not one of my strong points.
-Lia