Even though I'm drowning in work, I'm still really sad the term is ending. Six weeks at home sounds like torture without the friends I've made here. We've made plans to stay in touch over break (thank you, technology), but there will be no more weekday lunches in LDC, midnight Sayles runs, or homework-turned-giggling sessions on Third Libe.
There is so much due throughout the next week. I have finals, papers, and presentations, not to mention all the work I'll have to do to pack up the room and prepare to leave. The reality of how soon this is all coming hasn't hit me yet, but I know when it hits it will hit hard.