Over

It's over.
Can you believe it?

I most certainly can't.

My parents are in Vancouver right now, almost on the plane to Kelowna, and I have two more days.
I feel dizzy with it, with the promise of going home, being able to relax completely, and the dread of leaving this life behind forever.

I'm still sure it was one of the best decision of my life, and I'm also certain that I've made enough of it, but there is this niggling doubt in the back of my mind that I can't switch off.

We got our Yearbooks on Thursday--they're beautiful and awesome!--and had time to get them signed Thursday and Friday, and ... that's it.

Today was Father's Day, tomorrow is Entrepreneurship last day and on Tuesday we have Math Final Exam (I haven't really done anything and still don't remember how to solve a sinusoidal function) and pot luck in Creative Writing, where we'll get back our longer piece, have chocolate, pizza and pop and take home our port folios with everything we've done this year.

It's over, and that feels so surreal.