And with this another weekend comes to a close. There has been so much talk of graduation and packing lately (really, that’s all my parents can think about) that I keep being reminded that in less than a month I will have (a) run a half marathon, (b) been on a cruise to the Bahamas, and (c) be 24 hours away from being an MIT graduate. It’s just ridiculous how quickly time has passed, it feels like yesterday that my parents left me here, in this strange city, alone for the first time. And now it’s gotten to the point that I just don’t want to leave. Not that I’m not excited about being with my new classmates, who I LOVED, but I just can’t imagine life without my roommate who I have spend the past 4 years with, every day, almost 24 hours a day. It’s going to be weird having her be across the country (she’s moving to the Bay Area) and to not be able to talk to her whenever I want or know that she’ll be waiting for me at home after a long, trying day of classes. So in many ways, graduation will be one of the happiest days of my life. But in a lot of others, it will also be one of the saddest.
Anyways, I know misery is not becoming on anyone, so I will move on. Gotta appreciate the month we have left! And appreciate we did at senior ball. Here are some pictures of us taken at the Boston Public Gardens.
My roommate and I:
Another sad bit of news is that after this recipe, I only have ONE MORE Pappardelle’s Pasta left! What that means is that I HAVE to order more. However, I am not going to do that until after I move into my apartment in the city on July 2. Not that I don’t love my family, but I don’t think they would really appreciate the often esoteric flavors of the pasta and I just couldn’t bear to waste it on them. Plus I’m kind of greedy. I want all four servings to myself!