Yes, I've whined about wanting time to go faster so that I can get out of this hellhole and into another hellhole.

But now that the moment of truth is nearby, now that I'm seriously like, two steps away from graduating, I feel morose.

The relationships that I've cultivated since I was a child, the friends and the enemies I've made through the years, I would more or less

never see any of them until reunions and whatnot. And that makes me kind of. . . I don't know, sentimental for some reason?

I think I would even miss the people whose faces annoy the hell out of me. Even the people I deem, in my opinion, idiots.

lolidek. gehd. long rant is long. gehd. I guess, the bottom-line is, I'm going to miss my childhood.

After all, college is a whole other world from the one I know now. I don't even think I'm really ready for it, tbh.