Everything is all packed up now, except for my computer and a few random items that I didn't have room for in boxes. I'm getting really nervous.

What kind of a crazy person doesn't go home their first summer after college? Don't you need that experience to realize how much you aren't supposed to live at home for the rest of your life? And, what am I doing, going to Washington? And why am I so concerned with transferring?

I feel like I've been growing up a lot over the past few months. It's been good, and I'm just as ready now as I'll ever be... but it's weird looking at the places in life I've been, and where I'm at now. I don't know how I got here- I just know the experiences have been good.

In less than 48 hours, I'm going to say goodbye to this campus, and many of the people I've grown to love. I might never see some of them again... I know I'm going to end up crying on Sunday. Anyway, I hope they keep in touch. I need them.

Anyway, I'm exausted. Packing all day, and playing outside for a bit, my muscles are really feeling drained. Time to vege for a while.