Changes

Yesterday, I gave back my keys to the Scott Street house. It was an extremely odd moment. I guess when I pictured moving out, I expected some kind of lavish goodbye. I don't really know what this lavish goodbye would have involved, perhaps some doves and that song from Remember the Titans playing as I walked out the door (Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Hey Hey Hey Goodbye anyone?).

To me, moving away from San Marcos represents a huge change. Even though I havn't yet received my diploma, I'll be working a full time job when I return, and therefore, college is over. No more sleeping in class, no more staying up until 2 in the morning playing board games, no more coming home to roommates that I love. Even though I don't feel like it, I'm pretty sure the world expects me to be a grown up now.

I'm not really feeling that.

What's funny is that when I first went to Texas State, I wasn't such a fan. I came home every weekend. I thought about transferring. I only showered twice a week (Monday-Friday) in the dorms because I caught lesbians having what we will call "relations" in the shower on more than one occasion.

Then I made friends that made college bearable. Enjoyable even. I found things that I liked to do and eventually, I called San Marcos home and didn't want to come back to Georgetown.

College is great because its similar to playing house. You can pretend like you're a grown up, living on your own and making your own decisions and paying for things, but the reality is, if you screw it up, your parents will be there to clean up your mistakes.

Adulthood does not offer this kind of security.

To me handing over those keys represented the end of college and the beginning of adulthood. The closing of one book and the starting of another.

I guess I expected such a huge change to come with some dramatic showing.

It case your wondering, it didn't.

There were no doves, no music, no little men lining the sidewalk and waving goodbye.

But it was nice to say good bye to Whitney and her mom before I leave. The Senters family are really great people.

Accepting Adulthood,
Jenna

Updates in Bullet Form

• I have not blogged at all in May. I apologize my life has been supremely busy.

• On Tuesday, I took my last final ever, and with the exception of the licensing exam, my last test ever. My mind still hasn't really grasped this reality. Done with the classroom part of school. I never thought I'd get here. How crazy!

• On Friday, both of my roommates, Haley and Whitney, graduated from college. I've never felt older. My roommates are real live grown ups now. The real world is quickly approaching.

• Thursday, Daniel came down and we went shopping. Then we went and floated the river with Haley, Lucia, Macy, Courtney, Emily, Chase, and Jared. Afterwards, we played some hard core games of Cranium. It was an outrageously fun day.

• Thursday was the last time I'll be seeing Lucia, Courtney, Emily, Chase, and Jared before I leave for Uganda. It made me outrageously sad. It also made the trip a little more real for me.

• Friday was also the First Baptist Church of Georgetown Mission Banquet. It was really awesome to have a room full of people pray for me and my trip.

• I'm still not nervous about Uganda. I figured by this time I'd be a wreck, but so far, nothing. I can't figure out if its because the trip doesn't seem real yet, or if its because I know this is where God wants me to be this summer.
  

• No matter how many times I tell myself "In 15 days I'll be on a plane for Uganda", I can't make myself believe it.

• The next 15 days is full of packing and moving my stuff from San Marcos to Georgetown, weddings, packing for Uganda, and Catalyst One Day tomorrow. It's going to be a busy 15 days!

No rest for the weary,
Jenna