I have been finishing up on my coursework at the university, making changes to my paper, and essentially giving it some touch up before my submission just prior to leaving. It looks alright, although I still can't say it is the best yet. Well, I still have about a couple of days to give it some icing.
At the same time I'm also packing up in preparation for going home. It's a surreal feeling, barely a year ago I was unpacking right at this very apartment, trying to see where to place certain things, deciding what additional supplies I need to get, and so on. I have amassed quite a bit of things in 11 to 12 months that I'm here, and it took quite a few trips to the dumpster. Still, it feels like I'm bringing home a lot of things. And I mean, a lot.
I have started to "look back" at my time, here, but I still don't want to blog about it so quickly. Maybe I'm not ready to say goodbye yet. Yes, I'm not ready. A friend who used to study in the States told me he took more than 2 months to get adjusted back to life at home upon his return, and I'm wondering how long I will take myself, being such a sucker for nostalgia.
But ready or not, this is the penultimate weekend, which means next week is the final weekend, and then my subsequent weekends will be spent back home. Will I enjoy my weekends back home? But of course, there are friends and family members with whom to catch up (quite excited to be eating my sashimi and bak chor mee, and drinking sugar cane juice). Will I think about my weekends in Ann Arbor? You bet. It's just a different lifestyle, a lifestyle carved out for myself during my stay here.
But I have to move on. After all, a new phase of my life and career awaits me.
In the meantime, back to more packing...