2 days left. Holy crap. It's pretty crazy to know that in 2 days I won't live in California anymore. I won't be 10 minutes away from my best friend. I can't just go out to dinner with my family or drive a couple hours to visit them. I won't be familiar with any places besides probably the airport. It's crazy to think that in 2 days, there is a whole new chapter of my life that I'll be starting for the next two years.
Now that I'm sitting here, thinking of what I want to say... I don't really know what to say or if I even have anything to say. I just wanted to write. So, you may really just be reading a bunch of word vomit and random thoughts. Apologies in advance.
Everyone keeps asking me if I'm excited, and there's one part of me that is freaking ecstatic, but there's a whole other part that is breaking into a million pieces. I'm excited to finish up school, be in a beautiful state, explore and just start a new chapter. But I'm also sad and breaking down because I'm not ready to close the chapter of my life that I'm currently in. I don't want to leave my family and friends. I really am not ready to leave at all yet. As much as my life is coming together, it's falling apart at the same time.
With that being said, I've been going through a lot lately... a whole lot of ups and a whole lot of downs. Although it's been both heart-wrenching and heart-warming, I wouldn't change a thing. All the things that I've been going through lately have made me better. It's made me tougher. It's made me look into myself and realize: yes, this is who I want to be and I'm perfectly happy with that. And I guess what I'm trying to say is that I don't know what is going to happen when I move in 2 days, but what I do know is that no matter whatever does happen...it'll all work itself out. It always does.
Till next time.
P.S. by the time I finished writing this, it was the 11th. So...technically t-minus 1 day.