The Beginning.

It's crazy to think that The Wedding Singer is really over.

I've spent about three months with a bunch of really awesome people, and I miss them.

It was a great experience, and we will all always be able to keep that with us.

Thank you guys.

Now I have a month here in California before I go back home, and then about a week before I head off to school again for sophomore year.

Sophomore. What?! This is insane.

Soon, I will be out of school and attempting to figure out my life. Which is crazy to think about. On one hand, there are so many things that I want to do and so many things I want to get involved with, which is really exciting. On the other hand, there are so many times that I feel like I'm about twelve years old... like I'm too young to run full speed ahead into the "real world", but that I'm going to have to anyway.

Ready or not, here I come.

How old does someone have to get before life and new experiences become easy to handle? Does that ever come, or do people who have been around a little bit longer just know how to hide their fear a little bit more?

-Lauren