8 days.
I leave St. Louis May 6. It will be nice to see everyone from home, don't get me wrong. I'll get a job, spend time with family and friends. But I'll be counting down the days when I come back to St. Louis. I don't want to leave here. I don't want to say goodbye to people that I'm not going to see for months. I don't want to say goodbye to people I probably won't ever see again. I don't want to say goodbye to people who I want to spend everyday with. I just have to remember this is just like a really long break, and I'll be back before I know it. I hope summer goes by fast. I'm going to miss it here. And I'm going to miss my friends. And Becky. And Betsy. And Sarah. And Tom and Jeff. And the girls on my floor. And Mel and Kristina. And Sarah and Farley. And Matthew, Corie, Brad, Jenna. And every girl on my frisbee team. I'm going to miss my frisbee team. And Betsy. 8 more days. Who will they be when I get back? Who will I be when I get back?