my journey.

4 months away from home, everything i know, everyone i know, everyone i love...every familiar thing starts tomorrow. I have mixed feelings about the whole thing. Some are pretty chilidish:what if no one likes me, what if no one wants to know me, what if no one cares to know me, the list goes on. Others are way bigger. What if i get there an i figure out i'm not a wandering soul. i'm a homebody. I was meant to live here, and be normal. I think normal is great, let's not get me wrong. I have a constant drive to find something different. As of now, I have done everything I needed to do. I went to school. I got the grades. I was a good kid. I didn't get into drugs, I quit partying to study. I did my part. My parents are finally in agreeance that I can do what I have wanted for so long. Flying on my own wings, into the unknown. It' something that I need. I want to figure out who I am, what will shape my life, and who will change it. Tomorrow's first stop: San Antonio with family. Monday, August 3rd: the unfamiliar. We shall see.