Good Bye? or See you later.

My bags are pretty much packed, I'm scared my bag is like a million pounds over wait and i have a purse, carry on and a plastic bag (classy I know), but I got it all in something or another at least. Gabby and Rachel already left for the airport so the room is pretty bare and it's a little depressing. I'm going to my hotel in a few hours though.
I had the perfect last night with my friends last night though. We got dinner at Tony's, then got some big Peroni and walked through Campo de' Fiori, to the Trevi, to the Spanish Steps to Trastevere where we ran into pretty much everyone we wanted to say bye to. There were no crazy stories, no incidences where we had to run, or too many aggressive creepers, we just spent it us 6 girls pretty much.
I got extremely lucky here, most of my friends go to AU with me, or to UMD right up the metro line. It's not them that I'm upset about leaving. I mean I am, but I know in a few weeks we can see each other again. It is more that it is tough to leave the place that brought us all together, a place that became our home and that as much as we complained about some aspects, a place that made me fall in love with it. I know I'll be back, but as Gabby and I talked about it on our balcony the other night, I stated the fact: We won't be living here. We'll be 45 coming back with our husbands, wearing mom-jeans, and we'll walk by all the places we spent our late nights here this semester, or to a church we went to for class, and we'll probably be annoying to our husbands as we are like "I lived here for 4 months. We came here allll the time. This happened here." etc etc.
Today I'll wander the streets of Rome solo, stay in a hotel for the night and fly back to DC tomorrow. Once I land and am reunited with my friends it will seem like this was all a dream and never actually happened. The memories will forever remain fresh in my mind, the experiences from this semester didn't just walk through, they left concrete imprints within me. I think that I have become a much better person from being here and have become more comfortable with myself. I won't just be eating pizza, pasta and gelato when I get to the US, I'll probably semi go back to my healthier ways, but this semester has really taught me a lot about myself and I could never be grateful enough for such an experience.
So Rome... until next time. Thank you for everything. It's been real.