So, its done. I've moved. Life is looking up for me. I feel like i'm starting this new phase and it's going to bring good things. I got accepted to the University, so I should be starting next term, if all goes well. I'm moved, and love living in town. It's also not as hard as I was expecting it to be, what with having not lived with anyone in two years. We are getting along great though, and so far we have been respectful of each other.
I'm growing up. It scares the shit out of me. I mean, I know that I still have at least two years of school left, before I really have to enter the "real world", but I also know that time will pass too quickly. Will I be ready for it? Is the education that i'm getting really going to help me get a job, or prepare me for a job? Thats what it's suppose to do, but does it really? I don't know. I'm just getting ahead of myself, but it will be here before I know it.
I'm growing up. It scares the shit out of me. I mean, I know that I still have at least two years of school left, before I really have to enter the "real world", but I also know that time will pass too quickly. Will I be ready for it? Is the education that i'm getting really going to help me get a job, or prepare me for a job? Thats what it's suppose to do, but does it really? I don't know. I'm just getting ahead of myself, but it will be here before I know it.