Moving in is possibly one of the worst things ever. Okay, I'm lying but this move was hard. A special thanks goes out to Eric and Jay. You guys rock my world. Jay had to help cause he's my brother but Eric went above and beyond. Eric saved my life and my sanity yesterday. I was so glad I didn't have to move by myself.

Funny story. Apparently, I'm louder than I thought. I went to apologize to my neighbor I haven't met but they didn't answer the door. So I wrote this nice note explaining who I am and that I was sorry for being loud. I came back tonight and they had taken the note! Whether all this is good or not I don't know. Any who.

All moved in. Not unpacked but moved in. It's bizarre. I almost feel like it's not real. I'm not really living in this incredible apartment. But my favorite thing? My apartment is all mine. I don't have to live around anyone. I can do whatever I want. It's wonderful. I also love my patio with a balcony. I love going outside. I know, I'm lame.

But the more I unpack the more it's setting in: the change. The Collegian called this time in my life the "quarter-life crisis." It's a good change. But I already miss my friends. I got a text message from a friend yesterday that said: "Hope moving went well, I miss you already. Sorry I didn't get to say goodbye. Good luck in Denver!" A very nice text message but honestly? I will be back in Fort Collins on Wednesday and then back on Friday. And on these days my friend (who sent me the text) will see me. And by the way, I'm like an hour away not a country. I felt like she was ready to write me off! Okay I'll stop. Graduation is in less than a week. HOW CRAZY IS THAT. I WILL BE A COLLEGE GRADUATE.

Mi casa es su casa. ¡Amo mi apartamento nuevo!