Thinkin'

It's my last whole day of high school. That thought scares me... a lot. I don't know why. I'm excited to learn in college and maybe make a few friends, but I'm afraid that life will just get worse. It could, you know? And I'm so horribly sad about having to leave Embree. I'm afraid that it's going to kill me (over-dramatic?). Don't get me wrong, I'm SO happy that I got him, because he's now my best friend. I don't feel so friendless because of him. But, gosh, I'm going to miss him so much. Who knows, college might be a blast, but, then again, it might be awful. From what people have told me, it's awesome. I guess I'll have to see for myself. One thing that will dampen my spirit toward the whole thing is that I cannot bring Embree along.

He's going to the vet today... I have school so I can't bring him, but he'll be alright with my dad.