I'm spending my last night before starting my next year watching crappy reality television, and working on my bulletin boards. As ridiculous as it sounds, I'm loving every minute of it. But I can't help to finally feel some apprehension about the next week, two weeks, semester, year.

I've been feeling pretty nonchalant about it all, to say the least. Moving with the flow, and and letting the different feelings ebb and flow. Finally though, I've begun to feel the excitement. The nerves. The just spine tingling feeling that comes with the beginning of something.

Only time will tell if this is something that I'm ready for, or not.