Monday, April 9, 2012

Say what now?

I'm moving in three years.
Away. Away from my family.
To go to school.
*begins hyperventilating*

Just kidding. I'm quite excited.

I'll miss my family a lot, there is no question about that. And it makes me want to cry to think that I'll be leaving my baby brother when he's only four. I feel like I won't be a part of his life and it's pretty depressing.

BUUUUT I don't allow myself to go there mentally, because I'll have to go to college eventually, right?

Last week in leadership class my mentor was explaining the final project I will be doing in that class, which is basically a presentation on where I will be/what I will be doing in/with my life in three years. "Okay, cool," I thought. "In three years I'll be in Highschool living with my amazing family and preparing to go to college..."

And then it hit me.

"...Wait. In three years I'll be IN college. And away from my family. What the heck happened here?"

I swear just yesterday I was playing outside with my imaginary friend and talking to trees. And now I'm staring the University of Texas in the face.

Let me just explain that I don't have Peter-Pan-itis. I'm excited for this.
(And slightly freaked out.) Why wouldn't I be? I'm moving in with my Great Grandma, who is seriously the sweetest, most loving lady on the planet. I'll be studying what I love, and I love to study (most of the time) so that works out great. I'll be Living in the gorgeous city of Austin, Texas, an hour from my mother's mother, in the place my dad was raised and where I was born. Not to mention where my parents met, so I feel like I have history there. Not that that changes anything, but it makes me feel a little more eager to move.

I already know where I'll eat breakfast every Saturday with my friend Jordan, who claims she'll be attending the UT Med School, too. Magnolia Cafe: where the best food is brought to your table by hippies who say epical things like "right onnnnn" and the menus have flamingos on them. Heck yes.

My bedroom's already picked out. Weird, right? I really know exactly where I'll be living. I need to figure out what the heck to do with the horrendous, old carpet in that room, though...horrendous is an understatement.

Okay, I'm done with my pointless venting.

The REAL point is that I can't believe how fast I've grown up. The end.

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  2. Scare the freaking crap outta me, Julia, why don't you? I am so not ready! ;) JK ...... kinda.

    I'm going to miss you! I plan to be in Idaho! At least we both know how to have friends over the internet, right? We'll just have to be super rich and fly to each other's houses all the time!

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