Think back 4 years... how different are you now?

I just stumbled upon my "xanga" from my freshman/sophomore year of high school. It was embarrassing. I can't even imagine I was ever like that... just the young, naive, silly 15 year old girl. The way I spoke, the way I typed, just... awkward.

It reminded me what life was like back then, though. Who my friends were, who I was dating (Eric Nelson... the senior... oooh...)
All in all, it was quite a funny discovery. Now it's 2:30 am. Gotta get up in like... 7 hours? That's not enough sleep for me, especially since it's guaranteed I won't fall asleep for at least another half hour.

Less than 2 weeks of my sophomore year of college left. I just want to get it over with. I'm not even stressed, I just want it to end so I can move out of PCV and start a new chapter in my life.

I hope our new house is really going to be as amazing as I'm thinking it will be.

Anyway, I guess I should TRY to sleep...