I have two more days. Reality still hasn’t hit me yet. It felt like yesterday when I landed in Albuquerque after a grueling six-hour flight from Boston, after a four-day orientation at a boarding school in Connecticut without any air-conditioning, after a whole day of traveling halfway across the world. I am not looking forward to the long trip home. If only Doraemon’s “Anywhere Door” really exists.

I left home on a rainy Tuesday night. I will return on a Saturday night. Hopefully it will be rainy. Living in New Mexico gives one serious appreciation for water and humidity.

My mom is very excited for me to come home. She has been counting down the days ever since I arrived in Albuquerque ten months ago. I’m sorry I’m growing up, mom. Really, I am. Life seems so much easier when you were coloring outside the lines.

My sister is graduating. She got a job. The scary world is really beginning now. But there is no shortcut to any place worth going, right? So they say.

Packing is hard. Why is there so much stuff anyway? I should revert to a lifestyle where I only buy stuff that will help me survive in a zombie apocalypse. Then again, my goal in a zombie apocalypse is to become a zombie as quickly as possible. I am not cut out to survive in that kind of world, and I don’t want to watch humanity being slowly annihilated.

This note is just an attempt to procrastinate studying for my History final tomorrow. It’s my last final, and probably the last time I will set foot into a Bosque classroom for a long time. I would like to come back and visit soon, but the whole “halfway across the world” business might pose a problem.

Is procrastination different from just being lazy? Am I procrastinating missing the friends and family I have here in Albuquerque? Am I delaying my departure in the hopes that reality wouldn’t catch up with me? Do all good things really come to an end? My bags are a little fuller, a little heavier. I’m a little taller, a little better. This isn’t the first time I have to leave, and it is unlikely to be the last. Maybe it will get easier.

I should really get on top of my work. That being said, I have to go watch Mahou Shoujo Madoka Magica. I only have 5 episodes left, and the suspense is killing me.

I promise I will study for History. Later.