Yeah, everybody leaves if they get the chance.

The car is packed to the rim, the closet is scarce and I've said my goodbyes.

But it still doesn't feel real.

I keep listening to the sounds of my house.

Like, my sister brushing her teeth.

Lilo snoring.

My mom's footsteps down the hallway that tell me she's wearing her blue slippers.

What's it going to be like to not hear these things every night, as it's been for all my life?

Yeah, it's starting to get real deep.

I know its only 2 and 1/2 to 3 hours of a drive.

I know I can come home whenever I want to.

I know I have Diana close to me.

I know I signed up for it.

I know it's supposed to be really pleasurable. 

But this is my first time ever being apart from my family.

And I'm the baby of the crew.

And I genuinely love my home.

And I don't know one soul at my school.

And I won't have my car.

With that said, I feel really composed.

I feel like I'm ready to be independent rather than just have a sense of it.

I feel like I need this experience to grow.

I feel like it's going to be difficult and pressing.

I feel like there will be so much about my school that I will not agree with.

I feel like I'm secure enough with myself to make the best of it.

Also, I feel like what I'm beginning to go through spiritually is of much more worth.

And because of that particular feeling, you know what I think of this whole going off to college thing?

It's in the bag.