Hello everyone :)
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This evening, I went to my new high school to get my locker/books/ID card/pay fees, and I realized something. Up until today, this move hasn't felt real to me. I always spend most, if not all of the summer at my mom's house, but today really solidified it for me...I live here now. And that is so overwhelming to think about.
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This is the first time in my life that I've moved. I mean, sure, my mom has moved five times, and each time I've helped her, but for the first time, I've permanently moved out of the house I grew up in.
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Why is this so scary to me? This is what I've wanted for so long, but now that it's actually been made real, I'm terrified. Why, readers, is this? Is it an insane fear of the unknown, or something deeper than that? Being thrust into a new situation like this...I'm just not sure how to re-convince myself that this is a good thing.
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I'm so glad I started up the old bloggity again, or else I would make myself mental keeping this bottled up. To whomever is reading this...if you have gone through some sort of major upheaval, how did you keep yourself from losing your mind? How did you acclimate yourself to your new surroundings? And is it normal for a person to be this startled and scared? Please tell me about your experiences, so I can figure out a way to chill out. No need to be this high strung going into my senior year, now is there?
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So, in closing, I'd like to thank you, whoever you are, for tuning back in to this pathetically neurotic account of my pathetically neurotic existence. With that, I'll say, goodnight, good reader, and I'll talk to you soon.
