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Today marks the end of my first semester of college.
It's a weird feeling, leaving here for three months.
The past two weeks I've only slept in my room for about 2 nights.
And next semester will be different because Joyce will be in NZ.
So if I go to her house, it's just gonna be Kolby and Charlie there.
I feel partially like I'm leaving on a bad note too.
I haven't talked to Mare in about a week or so because she's been too busy.
With her damn girlfriend.
It's just sad. So sad.
Chucktown has become my home.
And I love it here.
And I might be staying here in the summer.
And I really don't have a problem with being here two months.
Jess and I were looking at apartments the other day.
And I can't wait. It's like growing up.
Why does it feel so weird to leave?
It's a weird feeling, leaving here for three months.
The past two weeks I've only slept in my room for about 2 nights.
And next semester will be different because Joyce will be in NZ.
So if I go to her house, it's just gonna be Kolby and Charlie there.
I feel partially like I'm leaving on a bad note too.
I haven't talked to Mare in about a week or so because she's been too busy.
With her damn girlfriend.
It's just sad. So sad.
Chucktown has become my home.
And I love it here.
And I might be staying here in the summer.
And I really don't have a problem with being here two months.
Jess and I were looking at apartments the other day.
And I can't wait. It's like growing up.
Why does it feel so weird to leave?