Things are looking up.
I’m pretty excited, I leave for school in about a month. Usually by now, I’d be worrying about running out of time. I’d be afraid that I’d be too homesick at school. At least now, after 2 years, I’m excited when I think of school. I know exactly what it’ll be like. I want to be in classes. I want to be with my friends. And most of all, I want to be out of here.