6 days

The summer is finally coming to an end and I'm leaving next Wednesday. I went to the zoo for the last time. I realized that the next time I'm back, some of the animals may be gone. I kept this in mind as I snuggled with Boomer, the Wallaby- one of my favourites, who's already exceeded the average lifespan for his species.
I've also been trying to squeeze in time to see friends. But as my departure time draws nearer, I can only do so much. I'm also trying to get into a healthy sleeping patttern.
I'm both ridiculously excited and ridiculously nervous. It's a big step, a big transition a big decision. A controversial one too. I got in a fight with my mom this morning. I was being rude to her because she was nagging me about making a phone call (which i'd already made). She started railing on about how my dad wasn't particularly pushed about me going to UBC, mostly because of the cost. As usual, it was my mom who had the final say in the matter, even though my dad makes most of the income. She wanted me to enjoy college and go somewhere I wanted. I told them both that I'd work full time once I graduated in order to help pay it off. And my grandparents had set aside enough money to get me through the first two years. Knowing how my dad feels about me going there has probably been the root of a lot of my nervousness. I feel like I might not be able to enjoy school and that it may not be worth it in the end i f I'm left to feel this way. My dad and I have always been quite close. I feel like he may have felt pressured into letting me go, in order to make me happy. He was never much of a disciplinarian and has always been easy to persuade. If he'd told me I couldn't go I defenitely would've been dissapointed. But I would've moved on and understood.
On a happier note, I met a girl who's actually worked at the zoo with me (but in a different department) who's also going to UBC. She seems really nice, and defenitely seems to be going through some simialar emotions too.