3am

i am here, in azusa, thinking about azusa.
thinking of how in 8 days, i won't be back for 8 months.
thinking of not living with my best friends.
thinking that i will miss the sunshine, pool, and smog.
i can't believe i won't be back next semester.
it makes me want to cry but the hardest part is,
i still don't really believe it.
i think reality will settle in once i go to csn while my friends are back in azusa.
when i'm wanting to spend the weekend by the beach but now it's a 4 hour drive.
or maybe about laughing and chatting (and eating) with the girls for hours when i sit down to eat with my family.
it's crazy.
it's sad.
it's 3am.