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Room 313- Friday late afternoon
Apr. 23rd, 2010 12:30 pmToday Jaina had taken the last final exam she'd ever take in her life. She would have thought she'd be happier about it than she was.
She'd started counting down to graduation when the numbers were still in the triple digits, thinking that the day she graduated, she'd say her goodbyes and immediately leave with her parents. A more hopeful part of her thought maybe John would go with her. And yet with seven days to go, she was staying, for an as-yet-undetermined amount of time. It wasn't that she was regretting the decision she'd made; she wanted to give some things a try here. She stood far less a chance of managing it if she just fell right back into work back home, and it felt like a gamble sometimes, hoping things would just go the way she wanted them to. Add to that the fact that she wasn't even sure anyone was coming for her for graduation, and it was looking like what she'd thought would be the most relief-filled day of her life was going to just be another day.
Fine. Everyone needed a melancholy day once in a whie, and today was Jaina's. She left the door open, but was seated on her bed reading reports from home, and trying not to feel too homesick.
[Mostly establishy, but the door's open if you don't mind some SP.]
She'd started counting down to graduation when the numbers were still in the triple digits, thinking that the day she graduated, she'd say her goodbyes and immediately leave with her parents. A more hopeful part of her thought maybe John would go with her. And yet with seven days to go, she was staying, for an as-yet-undetermined amount of time. It wasn't that she was regretting the decision she'd made; she wanted to give some things a try here. She stood far less a chance of managing it if she just fell right back into work back home, and it felt like a gamble sometimes, hoping things would just go the way she wanted them to. Add to that the fact that she wasn't even sure anyone was coming for her for graduation, and it was looking like what she'd thought would be the most relief-filled day of her life was going to just be another day.
Fine. Everyone needed a melancholy day once in a whie, and today was Jaina's. She left the door open, but was seated on her bed reading reports from home, and trying not to feel too homesick.
[Mostly establishy, but the door's open if you don't mind some SP.]
