I haven't written in years and this thing looks lonely and sad to me.

So yeah It's been a while and in a week I'll be in Cleveland. The year is over. It's weird I remember saying 'this is my last thursday in cleveland' and now here I am on the last thursday in bowling green.

I need to go somewhere... I'm getting restless here.
Lets go somewhere. I don't want to start work, I want to just drive in my car that I have made up for myself. Lets drive until it gets really really warm then we can stop and drink free beer and sleep on beach. And when we're ready to come back we can jump the border.

I don't know where I'm going with this.

“You have four years to be irresponsible here.
Relax.
Work is for people with jobs. You'll never remember class time,
but you'll remember time you wasted hanging out with your friends.
So, stay out late. Go out on a Tuesday with your friends
when you have a paper due Wednesday. Spend money you don't have.
Drink 'til sunrise.
The work never ends,
but college does."