Bittersweet Emotions

The bittersweet emotions really took over today. It finally hit me. It's all ending. It's almost over...

I woke up early today, and was out the door in a hurry. I arrived at school for my drawing final critique just in time. We did group critiques for our final project, and then recieved our individual critiques and evalutations for the whole semester. I did pretty well... A-

Just enough time for a quick run to the deli for a panino, and it was time for my Italian final. It was long, and difficult. Still, I think I did fairly well. When I walked out of it though, it hit me. No more Cristiano. I almost got a bit teary-eyed saying good bye to him. I'm going to miss that silly man. lol... And then I realized... not only was I not going to see Cristiano... this crazy rollercoaster of a semester is ending. My time abroad is ending. I'm going home soon. More so, after everything that's happened, and everything I've seen, done, experienced, and felt, I'm really going to miss this place I called home for almost four months of my life.

It's strange what a rush of emotions I felt today. I spent most of the day reflecting. It was very emotional... and yet again, lonely. I didn't really have anyone to talk to about how I was feeling. What was it going to be like being home again? Will I ever get to see MY Roma again? I've missed everyone so much. Did they miss me? Did they even notice I was gone? Have they moved on? Will I be able to get back into the swing of things, or have to many things changed? Have I changed, or rather... have I changed too much? Will my friends really want to hear about my adventures? Will they even care? Will it all just be a blur to me?

I'm torn up inside by the thoughts flooding my mind. Will this internal monologue I've had the past three plus months finally find an outlet, or have I isolated myself even from my closest friends? Will people want to hear what's on my mind, or am I now trapped... trapped inside my own mind with my own monologue... conversing with only myself, because really, who else cares?

My final design presentation followed, and gave me a chance to get away from myself... away from my thoughts. Krizek brought in cake.

Straight from design, I made my way to the final exhibition. This is where all the art classes present all their final projects, and a semester's worth of work. Some of my scupture pieces were in it, as was a drawing of mine, and my sketch book. It was kind of exciting! The exhibit was very impressive. It was so cool to see everything come together the way it did. All semester long, we've been working so hard to prepare something, and today was the day we finally were able to show-case all the talent we had to offer.

Towards the end of the exhibit, I fell back in thought...

By the way, my cold's doing a little better. My knee and ankle though, might be re-injured. I might have to get some x-rays when I get home. I'll tough it out til then.

Signing Off,
Ciao Bella...