I've always known that I'll be leaving for college.. but I think I just realized that nobody I know in the world is coming with me.

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I hate when you're trying to get rid of stuff, but you don't know what to do with it.
But if you're not going to see any of it for four years, you're going to be pretty selective about what you keep, right? I have too much stuff.. everybody has too much stuff. I don't even have very much and it's too much! I just need a big, GIANT garbage bag.. but then I always feel guilty about being wasteful and shit. I'm just too fucking conflicted! Observe how this paragraph is getting more profane as it continues.
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I mean, your whole life you're around people you know.. and then suddenly you're somewhere completely foreign? What's it even LIKE to be utterly surrounded by strangers? I mean, traveling is one thing, but this is.. where you live. It's hard to fathom. Obviously. I keep trying, and failing. Though I suppose strangers can only remain as such for a limited amount of time.
That all being said, I want to go now. I must know what this is like. I'll miss my brother, though.. whenever we're apart for a prolonged period of time, I start to miss being flipped off on a regular basis. It's like a big angry hole in my heart. Aww.

...But you know the best part? I GET TO SKIP WINTER.
Except.. I'll also miss fall, and I love fall.. all autumny colours and blankets and wind and hot drinks and apples and baking..
ARG, I can't even BAKE for a year..
Ramble ramble ramble..


You see what it does to me when it rains? I wear strange clothes and say strange things and dump everything I own out on the floor.



..I got up at 5:00am today.