my last night. I was practicing one of my audition songs and I think my dad started crying...but i didn't look. I don't think I really could. I still have to write Christina's card...and my parent's card too. Man, this is a lot- to see my life for the next year packed in 2 boxes, 2 suitcases and a duffel bag. Oh, and a shoe bag. Hmph. I don't think I wanna write too much more, I still have to vaccuum my room. I talked to Jenny! She's one awesome girl. She's a physical therapy major. I really think we're going to get along. Go Ithaca! Go me! Let's hope I don't just turn the car around halfway there and start hauling ass back!! I'm going to miss everyone here so much. SO much. Okay, I'm not writing anymore, i can't. Goodbye Rockville