On Tieing Up Loose Ends

As week 9 approaches I am forced to realize that in about 13 short days, after all of the papers have been written and projects have been turned in, I will leave this place that I call home for almost a solid year.  I have finally grown completely acustomed to this home, my disfunctional college family, my surroundings and my schedule, hectic as it may be.  I have so many plans ahead, confounding my mind and exciting my nerves at a time when I would rather be better able to focus on the present, all of the finals I have before me and the last minute things I need to get done.  But as the time approaches I can't help but get more and more excited, nervous, apprehensive and anxious.  I know good things will come out of these experiences and I only hope that life will cooperate over the next year as it has been prone to be a bit disagreeable as of late.  So, two weeks from now I will leave this vacationland, an ironic name for the place where I first embarked and continue on with my college career, and set off on my journeys.
Maine-Vacationland or what happens at a hippie school by the sea
to Pittsburgh-what happens when home merely becomes "home-base"
to Belize-to see what's really so appealing about the tropics
to Florida-when I have to work on a computer all day everyday
to Australia-need I say more
to New York-this has increasing appeal and potential