Classes are done. Woo hoo! Now all I have to worry about is finals. I never thought I'd be so excited about finals week. I think the week before finals is the worst. I move in a week from tomorrow. Never have I been so excited to live with my parents. Sitting in the library writing in my diary makes me feel vulnerable. People can see what I'm writing and they see me. Sure, its a public diary and others can read it, but they don't read it while they're looking at me. Most people don't know what I look like. Its uncomfortable. And its real stuffy from all the bodies.