I'll close my eyes and it'll all just go away. I wish it would. I really do. I know it will probably be a good experience and that I "get to know myself" or whatever but it doesn't sound like very much fun. internship-moving your freshman year to some town thousands of miles away, then coming back the next year to find everything different. Yup. That's what it seems like this is gonna be to me. Except I hope I'm wrong. I hope I have fun. Make new friends. Come back and everything is still recognizable and I can still stand the people I love right now. I read everyone's journals and I'm so jealous that nothing exciting ever happens to me. That all I do is sleep, eat, pack, whine about moving, and hang out with Liz and Chelsea and a couple other people. I'm too young to date, most of my friends are out of town or moved or such, and my mom is being all demonish and attempting to make me stay at home to pack my heart out. It's depressing to stay at home. It makes moving more real. All the boxes and the emptiness. My room has about half of my stuff in it. It's mostly clothes and random junk. I found my ski boots and put them in storage. It's sad to say but it hurt to do that. I'm gonna miss skiing so incredibaly much. Or maybe it's just the fact that I'll miss the people that I ski with on a regular basis. *sigh* This moving thing just keeps getting worse and worse. I haven't cried in a while. Since I got home from the mission trip. Well the day after. Well Teresa called me. And the first thing she said is "I'll miss you" I mean I've shed a few tears but I haven't actually cried really hard since then. Since Tiger got hit by a car. Since Teresa left. Since.... It'll be so strange to come back. Things will be so different. I can't help wondering which way Whitney, Kendall, and Nicole are gonna go. Either hang out with Mataya, Kayla, and them. Or with Trisha H., Megan, Lexi, and them. I think I'd rather hang out with Trisha, Megan, Lexi, Laura, Marisa, Alissa, etc. I'm better friends with them. I don't even know why I'm writing about this. I want to go to the fair. I probably will today. And eat cotton candy. Because I love cotton candy. It's so yummy. I want to do something exciting but in my life, that is seeming kinda impossible. But I probably could do something wild and crazy. I would most likely not get caught. Because my mom is going camping. That's right, she's leaving tonight and not coming back till Monday. Sure my dad will get here tomorrow afternoon but still...Leaving me home alone. Well with Matt and Mark. Who will probably both leave. And another thing. The Huessers are having a party in our backyard. There's got to be at least one hott boy! Please please please. Of course that won't matter if I don't stay home but still. I'm so shallow sometimes. Stupid me. Oh well. This is actually a pretty long entry. HAHA. Long time since I wrote one of those that wasn't private.