Being Grown Up Isn't Half as Fun as Growing Up

Um. I can't think of a clever introduction for this one. Ugh.
Last night the guys went and saw Grown-Ups. Basically our lives. 5 (in our case, 6) best friends reunite after 30 years apart. Hopefully we can do the same thing, minus the 30 year lapse. It's a completely fictional story, but I think its cool that those guys were like 40 years old and could still crack jokes like that, which reminded me of our group now. I hope growing up doesn't take that away from us. Any of us.
Also, my dad randomly gave me money to take my brother to see Toy Story 3 and I cried MORE than the last time. I'm gonna take a break from that movie for a while, for my own sake.
I haven't had more than 5 hours of sleep in a night since last Saturday. The worst.
In the car last night, Phil said that he and Jake were gonna try and come down to visit for spring break next year. I thought it was cool until it suddenly dawned on me that the 6 of us go to 6 different schools, and the likelihood of any of our breaks matching up is about as skinny as I was in high school. Just about anyone coming down from home to visit me would mean the world to me. I definitely have the room for it now (the dorms last year could barely house 2 people). Even summer (if I decided to stay) would be a great time for them to come down. But next summer is still a huge "IF" with a capital I-F. If I stay in Austin, everyone's going to come visit me. If I come home, I'm probably going to fly out to California. SO many "if's." Things need to start solidifying. Except my lake. I do enjoy the summer.
I think that the future scares the living shit out of me so much that I can't accept that things are changing unless I talk about them with people or I write them down on blogs that no one reads. I thought before that the majority of the wicked changes in my life would be last summer. But I'm getting a lot more weird vibes about the future than I was last summer. I'm obviously going to have a lot more responsibilities with the apartment, and school being a lot harder, but I feel like a giant wave of (insert something life-altering here) is going to come crashing down on me, and things could be as bad, or as good, as ever.
To leave this off on a positive note, I'm going over Tony's later today to set up the slip and slide for tomorrow. But first...sleep.