Sex & The City.
I just finished watching Sex & The City (all seasons) and I must say, I cried. Big was always my favorite character in the show. Watching the final episode brought up a lot of random emotions. I'm not going to say that I can relate to the show and all that, but damn, that episode is emotionally concise. It made me think about living abroad for a year, by myself. I realized that I will be a mess, emotionally at least, when I leave. Thinking about it in that light is frightening. I know it's something I need to do though. At least I know a whopping 3 people within a few hours of where I'll be. I've talked to at least 2 people about going the same year as me. I don't know, I mean, I'm obviously going to miss a lot of people very much, but maybe it's just something I need to do alone. This entry is a complete garble of words. Whatever. I miss Kalah & John and I wish it was Friday.