I have one assignment left this semester and I think it will nearly kill me to finish it. No... not really at all. I just find the assignment itself to be silly. Having all of this extra time that I don't know what to do with makes me want to do anything but what I need to actually do. That doesn't make sense. I'm also pretty sure that I did this when I didn't have time. Excuses excuses.

I completed my initial packing and decided that my large suitcase is entirely too small. Though I would like to bring my whole closet, it seems as though it's not going to happen. (Darn!) My issue is not knowing what type of clothing to bring. I'm not sure if I should pack more dress-up clothes or more casual clothes. I'll be "working" 20 hours a week, which means that I'll probably need a semi-dressy outfit for Monday-Friday. I've also been told that the temperature CAN get decently warm. The good thing, I guess, is that most of my dressy clothes (tops, really) can also be worn casual and most of my summery clothing can be layered for cooler temperatures. It'll all be fine--I'm just trying to use my suitcase room appropriately.

I just still can't believe that this is actually happening. I've been making all of these plans and thinking and dreaming about them for over a year now--and it's HERE! It is unbelievable.

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