last american night

this is my last night at home. my parents' home, i guess? that just sounds too sad.

tonight at dinner, my nervousness finally came through in the form of some serious heartburn. i tried my best to smile and be glad that family and friends had gathered for a farewell meal, but i kept thinking about how nervous i was.

i'm shutting down my computer and packing everything up tonight (well, it's just about midnight) because i'm leaving at 6:45am tomorrow. it's finally here and i am kind of a wreck. but you can't tell by looking at me. i only look tired. i've slept for 4 hours in the last 50. yikes. i just wish i was enjoying my bed more thoroughly, and under different circumstances.

that's not to say that i'm not excited. i definitely am.

it's the beginning of my new life. and i'm off...