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This blog will be the late night stream-of-consciousness that I attempt to decipher in the morning. It will be about books I don’t understand, new food obsessions, how I spend my Sundays, my latest travels that bring me that much closer to 'seven continents before twenty-one', underappreciated moments that I’ll stop here to reconsider, the things I couldn’t live without and the things I could do without; basically, everything that makes my life a little less blasé.

Most important to note is that this blog will be for myself, for the sake of keeping track of my thoughts (and my sanity), and then of course to share it with the ones who take interest.

I’ve kept a few blogs in the past, and I always like to start a new one off with the last entry of the previous one. So here it is:

"All i can say is wow. I've just been struck with the realization that tomorrow will be the first day living on my own. It's a weird mix of nostalgia and fear that's stifling me, which I'm hoping will soon be overcome by excitement; as for now, I feel none of that. I guess the reason I'm overwhelmed with such...sentimentality is because I know a chapter of my life is coming to a close, and I hate saying goodbye. I've been so blessed with the support (and reassurance) of so many amazing individuals, it's difficult to part from something wonderful and start over with what feels like a blank slate.

It’s as if this summer, which I can truly say has been the best thus far, has gone by with the blink of an eye. I've refused to let a single dull moment suffice and have had the pleasure of sharing each one with wonderful company, namely my best friends, and especially ------, ------, and ------. I've won some, lost some, but all the while learned new things and had unparalleled experiences. I've come to realize the things I value most and I've learned how to care for people. I've learned how much love can give, but only after you've suffered through a series of highs and lows, and how much it can take away. I've learned that wanting something and needing something are two completely different things and that mostly everything in life can only be categorized in the grey area. There's been adventure, mischief, and countless firsts that I will never let slip from my memory. I'm going to miss it, there's no question, but there's only more memories to create, and I guess that's what I have to begin to accept.

And as a side note: if I've ever said that I love you, I meant it, and still do. I don't stop loving people that easily.

Bon nuit." Farewell.