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The unfortunate thing about actually having fun at home is that some part of me actually is sad to leave. Not that I'm not excited about going back to Ithaca. But I've realized that people I no longer really considered friends may actually still be. It's odd because it feels like a part of my life that I thought had ended isn't really over. The past few days felt just like 4 summers ago, which was probably the best part of high school for me. Anyhow, now I'm looking forward to a 7 hour car ride tomorrow... with a sunburn. Sigh. Oh and I still have to pack.