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I cried last night...

all I did last night was pack...

about 80% of my room is packed and ready to leave.

in boxes and bags.

my life is leaving.

and I'm going to Pasadena City College...

I'm going to take Japanese,

Administration of Justice,

English.

and I'm undecided in the last part.

I put a special box aside from the rest...

it's filled with anything having to do with Rebecca...

I figured I would need it when I'm gone...

To... assure myself... that she's real...

she is everything to me and to be without her is going to litterally kill me emotionally...

I will be dead...

I almost want to be dead...

what is life without her?

the only thing...

the only reason... why I even am packing at all.

is because I know that I will see her again.

I know that even if she doesn't wait for me.

I WILL see her again.

This is not good bye...

simply "See you later".