back to school, back to school

in 3 days, my last official semester in manhattan begins.

it will be a lot of lasts, i think.

last semester living in the kappa house...
last semester having frequent just-down-the-street access to 2 of the best coffee shops i've ever studied and hung out in...
last semester to take undergraduate classes, to walk around campus, and to spend time with the wonderful array of people i've known for 4, 3, 2 years or less.

i should be feeling sad and sentimental. but i'm not just now.
it's not that manhattan has been bad.
lots of good has come about from my time at k-state.

it's just that manhattan doesn't hold my heart.
a friend wrote a song with this line: "just take me home to kansas city, love."
that's what i'm feeling, for now, and for as long as i can see. (which, let's be honest, is only a few years or so.)

soon i'll get offline and start packing up my stuff for the drive to manhattan.
tomorrow i'll move into my new room at the house and spend time with people while i can.
and it will be great. really.

only one semester left? bring it on.