Parting notes

So it's my last night here at school, and my Dad should be here any minute now. That's a very good thing too, because I am ready to go home (no way, really?). Callie went home shortly after one, so I've been on my own since then. It's miserable outside - a wind chill below freezing and icy rain - not my idea of ideal driving conditions. But it's not as if I can do anything about that, so why worry? I've managed to be somewhat productive during my solitude - and when I say solitude, I mean solitude - I am the only one in my suite that's still here - and to tell the truth it's starting to creep me out. By productive, I mean I did my laundry, washed some dishes, tried to vacuum, discovered that my vacuum needed some work, got out my handy-dandy Phillips screw driver and disassembled my vacuum, cleaned out the problem areas, reassembled the vacuum, vacuumed, packed my clothes, and then watched a movie - Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. And now here I sit, and here I shall stay until I get the call to grab my stuff and head out the door. Happy Thanksgiving!