Of course, there's the freedom from parents, but I actually like having them around even if I get pissed off a lot of the time. They're there to pay the bills and make sure that we're well and safe. Now, it's just going to be me and her and I'm really wondering how we're even going to manage getting past the airport.
My mom was briefing us on all the things we have to do and think off, and I'm already getting confused. I have this feeling I'm going to forget something vital and just mess it up. I know that I have to think positive and I am. It's fun to transfer mp3s for the trip, but filling out documents and holding money and passports aren't my thing.
Here goes nothing. I'm still not done packing and my mom is already panicking. My flight is near midnight, but I've got to make sure everything's already in. Oh well, here's to my last month of freedom before college life finally sinks in. New York, New York... here we come!