Here she comes

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My late pattern of life has resembled hibernation with a few intermittent activities; eating, sleeping, studying, napping, making tea, drinking tea, complaining about studying, trudging down the hall to Bridge's room, studying, curling up in a ball, napping, eating my feelings, ect. But luckily after the final build up to finals and final papers, I skipped out of class on Wednesday afternoon as a free bird, and it was the best feeling ever. Wrapping up the semester was good, most of the kids are going home for Christmas and then returning for next semester, but saying goodbye to peers and teachers was a tad sad. But you know, close the books literally and metaphorically on that one. I passed everything with decent grades so I'll grab me academic transcript and skip on outta there thanks.

It's started snowing a fair bit in Boston recently...like there are snow storms heading for the East coast and the snow is layering on pretty heavily, which is nice. I spent the afternoon de-cluttering my apartment, coat cupboard, fridge (found some old mouldy grapes) and essentially my life. It was a great feeling...wrapping things up and changing the sheets, cleaning out the bathroom, finding those old socks under the mattress, ect.

I know there's plenty of sad things to touch on soon, like leaving my apartment, the city that has been my home for he past four months and the friends and 337 community that have willingly accepted me. But for now I am super happy and excited - because a) finals are over and b) my best friend/roommate from Melbourne is flying to Boston to meet me tonight, which we have been waiting for for months. I am literally so excited to see her, she's my soul mate, domestic partner and effortlessly puts up with me so for that she deserves a medal. Her name is Sarah-Jane, but I call her Dice.Her nickname involves a long complicated and intricate back story venturing back a few years ago and I have little will or desire to delve into it.

Just know that she is one of the best people in my life and I don't think I'm going to realize how much I missed her until she's here again in my embrace. We depart for our 'Merica backpacking adventures soon, but first she's coming to Boston, to sleep on my floor, meet my friends and be introduced to my 'other' life that I've been living for so long...It's weird to think that she's such a huge part of my life at home but here she knows no one or any of the stories, or experiences I've had. It will be a little adjustment I'm sure but I know we'll be fine and are bound to have many more adventures - she's also somewhat of a mental case like me, and if our friendship of the last six years and living together in Research is anything to go by -the next few weeks will be hectic, hilarious and hella cool. 

Lucky this girl knows me inside out and upside down so she sent me a wiki-how link of how to pick someone up at Logan Airport because of my lack of general common sense and knack for arriving late to important pick-up occasions.