Last thoughts

So, yeah, I've just finished cleaning out my room today (well, it's been week-long project) and I kept getting the strangest feeling when I was done. I didn't feel like my room anymore; it felt more like a hotel room that happened to have my stuff in it. I felt almost like I didn't belong. Is this what leaving for college feels like? I want to just skip all this transitioning. I want to jump to my own apartment, my own job, and (if at all possible) my own friends and girlfriend. This whole college thing? Why's it have to be so weird?
Anyhow, I'm done here for the week. Tomorrow I leave to be at Le Moyne for two days for orientation (Still bummed I miss Michelle's Graduation party). No clue what's actually going to happen, so it might be interesting. Then, I pack Sunday night to leave at the crack of dawn Monday morning to work for nine weeks. I'll be home from about noon Saturday to supper Sunday night, just enough to to update and get updated. This'll be my main outlet and I'll be posting the links on FaceBook. Not much more to say right now, I'll just leave with a song that'd been playing in my head since I finished cleaning/packing away. just wish I could come to terms with this thinking.