Let go and enjoy the ride, except I'm really not enjoying this. Let's all face the harsh reality that we're leaving something we've in a strange way fallen in love with. I, like many others, can't wait to get out of the place - but I think I'm scared. I'm good at being immature, and not really brilliant at being responsible. I know it's only nothing and you're still seen as a kid but seriously; we've all got plans and we're all going to leave eachother and that physically frightens me. So I remove myself. I remove myself from anyone and everyone that I've ever cared about there to make this easier.
For now, knowing I've got a plan is enough.