Archive for April 2nd, 2011

No Place Like Home

April 2nd, 2011

There is certainly no place like home. Speaking my own language, being with my sisters and my parents, visiting my four grandparents, spending time with my best friends who have seen me grown up. It was exactly what I need after working so hard to finish my I.S. It was strange when I told my parents, “tomorrow I am going home,” on my last day of Spring Break. I was going from home to home. That is what happens after spending four years at an amazing place on the other side of the Atlantic, you start calling it home.

When I came back from break, it was midnight in Wooster, Ohio and I.S. Monday had technically already started. I knew I needed some sleep before I could enjoy the celebrations of the next day.

When it was time for the I.S. march the next day, I had taken a nap and shaved. I felt fresh and the sun had come out. Although it was over two weeks ago that I turned in my I.S., I still felt like I had just turned it in. Arm in arm with my senior friends, I completed the march. On the way I hugged my advisor, shook president Cornwell’s hand and high-fived many many students. It was truly a march of victory.The march was followed by a celebration with pizza in Kittridge Dining Hall and a dance party in the college pub, The Underground. However, by 8:30 p.m. I was back in my room.The jet lag and the day of celebrations had exhausted me. I fell down on my bed and with a satisfied feeling, I fell in a deep sleep.