Not my intention....

So I totally didn't plan on starting to post anything till at least the night I'm leaving because obviously I'm writing this with the intention of keeping you updated on what I'm doing over there, not while I'm still a ride or jog away (the exception I guess is if you're reading this and have already left Cali, in which case, why waste your time reading this when you should be enjoying orientation?) But yeah, this just had to be said:
Oh holy crap, we really are leaving and going off to college, huh?

Obviously it's pretty darn slow to suddenly realize that I'm leaving, especially since I've had those plane tickets booked since the middle of forever. But I had a chance to visit Berkeley today, and, being that I had promised to visit the day before, stopped by the dorms of my favorite gals. And you know what?

They're all grown up! They can like, eat when they want, sleep when they want, invite over whomever they like, do their own laundry (so I've technically never actually done a load of laundry all by myself. Is that bad?), stay out as long as they please, and pretty much do whatever they want since they have their own little luxurious sanctuary, or half of one, away from those ruthless tyrants I refer to as Mom and Daddy-kins. However, instead of completely losing control and living in a neat little mess like I probably will, these girls were totally cool and responsible! They offered me water and food! Like I was over at their own place!

And technically, I was at their own place. And yeah, I knew they were moving and starting college, but I think I actually had to see them in that environment, beneath the stucco ceiling and florescent lighting, to finally realize that they really are grown-up college students. And it totally breaks my little heart (or what's left of it before I decided money was the coolest thing in the world =] ) that they are.

And it hits me. I've only got a little more than a week left here. Crap. Let's hope I make the best of it.

I totally swear that:

1) No matter how hard I am studying or partying, I will religiously update this blog at least once a week, even though we all know it will be oh-so hard to detach myself from writing that interesting paper on whatever or from stalking that cute guy.
2) I will not bore you with a play-by-play, minute detail of my life here, no matter how interesting I may personally find it. It's boring enough when they do this with football on TV already. But then again, football isn't all that interesting, so maybe it means I could try it?
3) I will try to keep the Orlando-Bloom/ other hot guy worshiping to a bare minimum.
4) There will be no surreal fantasy or daydream of what should have or might have happened to me like there is on Scrubs, even if I'm totally dying to.
5) I am not Doogie Howser (But wouldn't it be cool if I was?), so therefore, I am incapable of posting deep reflections about myself. Plus, that would be totally emo, and what's the fun in that?
6) I'll try to keep this interesting and entertaining as possible. I hope you guys appreciate this one, because it's really an amazing feat to attempt to make myself sound either interesting or entertaining. If I do accomplish this, they should give me some shiny gold medal and worship me more than Michael Phelps. (And I'm almost about to break #4 here.)
7) I'll try to keep this blog going as long as possible. That means you guys have to stay interested in me and my life (see #6), but you guys will deserve mad props if I really do make it to graduation! However, seeing as how my New Year's resolutions last for about a week, that's a really long shot.
8) That 3,094 miles doesn't mean anything.