So this is kind of the end of an era for me...
Today is the last day of my freshman year in college. Well maybe yesterday considering that was my last final and I'm just going home today. But it is so weird. I helped my roomate whom I've grown quite close to and to love quite dearly pack up all her stuff and leave. And she's moving to another part of campus next year so no coli for me Then I helped one my best friends pack up all of her stuff and shove it all into her mother's van. It all seemed sad, but not horribly so. Now I'm attempting to get my half of the room done and it seems impossible. Like the room doesn't want me to leave, haha. Or maybe that I have a shit load of stuff- yeah that's probably it.

So now I'm getting picked up by my parents and tristan at about 2. Everytime I think about it it seems a little more weird. I've come to love this place a lot. Fuck- I made the dean's list last semester, and I'm pretty sure I will again this semester. (Hopefully!)I'm making better grades in college than I was in highschool. I loved most of my classes and am actually looking forward to next semester.

I turned 20 last tuesday. Another odd thing. 2 decades. To some it may seem like nothing- but I'm just not used to saying it yet. And it's really not me getting older that bothers me, it's the fact that it means my little sister is getting older too. She turned 17 earlier this year *shudder* Anyway, I'm celebrating this weekend with my friends and family. Also working from 11-6 tomorrow as well. YAY!

Well, there's probably more, but I really need to get packing again.

Love to you all.

kk