Merh.
I'll never get used to this whole moving thing. Or even leaving period. It's 2am right now, just 6 hours before I'm supposed to drive down to LA. And I can't sleep. I have this crappy, nervous feeling in my stomach. And it's not that I don't want to move into my apartment, I totally do! That's the wierd thing. I know I have only awesomeness waiting for me in LA, but something inside me senses 'change' and immediately depresses me. I really don't get it. Aaron's already gone, most everybody is back at school, I have nothing to do at home.. so why don't I want to leave? Maybe it's just the process that I'm dreading. The long drive, setting up of my new room, getting a job, buying textbooks... I guess initiating my new life is what's the bummer. But I don't know, maybe i've misdiagnosed it all completely. Maybe I'm just coming down with a cold. Or maybe I just need to sleep! That is something I can attempt, anyway. Well, good night then.