It’s not that I expected to be turning happy cartwheels at leaving this apartment and be leaving westwood… but I did not prepare myself to be sad about leaving! I am not even finished moving out, I have at least a solid days worth of work left before my stuff is out of here.
[I think it's because I was moving while everybody was coming back from Catalina and in goodbye mode]
Please, Summer, keep being nice to me, okay?
