I'm leaving today. I'm going to look my possible future in the eyes and try not to run away crying. I'm so not prepared for this. I don't think that I'll do well growing up. Fear is one of those obsticals that collage is supposed to help you over come. I sooo do not see that happeing.

Aimee, I want you to give me a big internet hug. Tell Mr. Leavy your best friend from Louisville, Ky says "SEXY LADY"


Love to you all (who are reading). Wish me luck. Scarry.