Leaving My Room

I woke up at 10am this morning, and I stayed in bed for 45 minutes, just lying there, knowing that this was probably going to be my
last Sunday waking up on that bed, in my room...I am going to miss my room so much, and I know that no matter where I go in
the future, no room will ever be the same...

My room has always been my pride these past few years in university. I'm lucky to be able to stay put in the same room all these
years, with no household problems that might lead me to moving house and all that. The best compliment that I got about my
room was probably when one of my friends walked in and said "This is SUCH a single room!" :P I'd like to think that yes, you walk
into my room, and you see Jess, you see my life in university and you see what matters most to me...every picture i paste on the notice
boards, every name tag hung, every poster and every little trinket displayed holds a story...of someone I met, of a place I've been,
of things, people, places and events that I hold dear to my heart...I'm especially proud of my notice boards (4 in all! :)), with its array
of cards and pictures and little gifts...and of course there's my 'MIni Zoo", with bears and donkeys and frogs and Moomins and devil cows...either
bought on my own during my travels or given by people who care :)...

2 of my notice boards has dropped and no matter how hard I try they don't seem to want to stick to the wall anymore...so I let them be...
I have a funny feeling that it's the walls way of saying goodbye to me, and that it is time to move on...I know that sounds weird and
maybe a bit freaky, but I just have this feeling...because I remember when I was in 2nd year, I tried putting up a board of stuff
that my then boyfriend had given me, and yet it kept on dropping, no matter how many times I tried mounting it it just won't
stay up... and true enough, before the semester was through, my boyfriend left me...ironic huh? I took down everything on the board, changed the
wrap paper, put on some other things...and that notice board is still up until now...but I dread the day when I would have to take everything
down and pack them away...sigh...I am going to miss this room, and the life that this room entails to me so so much...

Of soul searching and such...

I think final year students, especially those in their final semester, should be exempted from
their finals and exams. Why? Because I just feel it is such an unromantic way to end your university life, isnt
it? YOu're feeling nostalgic and reminiscing about all your years here and how much you have grown,
and you're not even given the privilege of the time to do so because you need to focus on your finals...and you can't spend your precious last few days with each other either because everyone is busy preparing for finals :P MAybe it's just me, but as my very
last final paper in university looms this coming Thursday,I find myself going through these few days thinking,"Is that it?
Isn't there anything more?" I mean there MUST be something more impactful,a more meaningful ending to do justice to the last four
years which have been some of the most enriching years of my life?

Graduation doesnt count because that is a few months down the line, and by then everyone has more or less started a new phase in
thier life (I hope I have:P)...but what about now? Is it just a matter of finishing your finals, packing all your stuff and going back home?

SIgh...I suppose I am just looking for a more approriate closure, and in so doing, maybe find answers to the questions that
you're inevitably left with when you end something and start something anew...

"Closing time, every other beginning is some other beginning's end..."
- 'Closing Time", Semisonic