I hate titling these things

I got my entire NYE ensemble and I must say, it looks fabulous together. I got a little nervous that the tights wouldn't match, especially having gotten them sight unseen. I'm so ecstatic to be able to see my friends again, even if only a few of them, before I depart for New York. I guess I'm excited to leave. I have had spurts of fear, happiness, and indifference about the move. 2 years really isn't that long, but I'm leaving 3 days before my birthday, which is going to be sad for all involved. I'm probably going to be by myself simply because I'm not the type to act like someone I've just met is my BFF. I very easily could, but I've always found that in situations like that, eventually the other person's (and your own) true colors come out and you start to hate each other. So I'll probably walk around and shop myself to death. Damn my affinity for new anything! I'm gonna restart my fashion internship search very soon. I got an email from a really cool designer there and she said that I should just remind her around the time I would be arriving in NY and she would give me a spot at her studio. And while I do tend to attract the same type of person wherever I go, I'm not looking to replace any of the friends I already have. You guys are all safe, my "list" is gone. I just hope I don't end up like that episode of Seinfeld, the one where Elaine ends up with knockoffs of Jerry, George, and Kramer. I'm just really excited at the fact that I'll be able to go back to school to hone what I wanted to do in the first place, and actually pay attention this time, learn some things, and hopefully get a challenging and fabulous career doing what I've loved since I was 4. Oh, my brother is here from D.C. and we're going to watch the Simpsons Movie and play Wii sports. Talk about sad goodbyes; I'm leaving Whiitey at home. Sad face bear indeed.