Does it have to end?

Today was the last day of British Studies. Our last SGA event is tonight. Everything is ending. Today the tears started because no one wants to leave. 

A few of us have started to pack, but we don't want to. We're having to check out. The bins for stuff we don't want or need any more are out ready to be filled. But why does it have to end? Why do we have to leave this amazing semester which has had magnificent weather? Why must we return back to our respective schools, when we have made such amazing friendships here? You can't make us leave. Even the raging goose that could probably kill all of us won't scare us into leaving. 

When I look back at all I've learned, it amazes me how much you can learn. This semester has taught me a lot about the world, myself, and others. I may have wanted to sleep through class on an occasion or two because I had stayed up late watching movies or just talking with friends or my roommates, but each day has taught me more and more. I guess we have to leave so that others have a chance to experience all that Harlaxton has to offer. Maybe we have to leave because we won't really know what we've learned until we're gone, but I think we have to leave because there's a larger lesson waiting for us. That although we never want to leave this gorgeous manor with amazing views, sunsets, and people, to return to a place that hasn't changed as much as we have, but enough to make everything weird. 

Having school five days a week will be hard. Not going to a new country or exploring a city will be even worse. What will be the hardest though, is knowing that here we got to do so much and still never did enough. I know that the travel bug has hit me hard. The thought of staying in one place for an entire summer even just makes me cringe. So someone tell me why I have to leave my castle on a hill? Tell me how to go back to America and live a life where I don't see a new country or befriend people from all over the world on at least a weekly basis. Then I may be coaxed into leaving. 

It's strange how any other semester we would all be dying for classes to end, but here we don't. We don't like the homework and exams but it means that the semester is over. Tonight we have Karaoke and after that there's only a few classes and exams. I'm excited for my travel after my exams but I'm so sad to be leaving. 

I'll either find a place to hide in the manor or accept that I'm not facing the world without Harlaxton, I'm just facing it after Harlaxton has changed me. 

Bise Bise