So right now, I’m completely freaked out about leaving this September for university. Honestly, I’m use to being independent. I’ve done it for such a long time, that it doesn’t bother me as much. For as long as I can remember I’ve ways wanted to go to a university far away. Sometime’s I believe it’ll help keep me sane.

I got what I wished for I guess. I’m moving to a different province, as Tarun call’s it “farm land”, it’s actually not. It’s a beautiful place, as people keep telling me. I’ve never been there, so I can’t say for sure. When I said far away, this far wasn’t really my idea. I had applied here, just to see if I’d get in. I got in. Now people are telling me not to lose such a great opportunity. But I’m scared, what if something goes wrong. At least if I’m in Toronto, let alone Ontario people are a phone call away. But if I’m in a  different province, with a time difference I’m going to have to wait to talk to someone. I’ll only be back every four months if possible. 

I’ll have to make new friends, but I like the one’s I have.
No matter who I meet, I’m pretty sure no one will be able fill in their gap. 

Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy for my opportunity.
I’m just scared but excited. 
It happens. 
I have like 3 months till I move.