Packing

I have started packing for college and for moving away from Sister Smiths house. I am not looking forward to moving away from this place, I have really enjoyed my stay here.

Yesterday I didnt post because I realized that I was tired. Very very tired. So I just didn't post...

I have separated my stuff in piles of Trash. Donations. and College. I have found my College pile, while larger than the rest, it is actually pretty small. I am looking forward to Leaving for BYU but I can't help this feeling of uncertainty. I hope it will go away soon. Being unsure of myself is how I will lose it I think.

SO yesterday I had good news to share. I finally got out there and ran. Sadly I didnt have the self assurance to keep going after I slowed down. Note to self "dont slow down unless you can't speed up" Once I have stopped I seem to completely shut down and have to stop and not restart (which is bad for me.) I really need to become more self motivated.

Anyways. I cannot believe that I am going to be leaving this house in a matter of days. I mean, TOday is wed tomorrow is thursday and the next day is Moving day. Who knows, after I leave this house I may never come back. After i leave for BYU I may never come back to Grand prairie Texas ever again, Heck I may never even come back to Texas. Isnt that a scary thought. Leaving the only home i have ever known...

You know I can't help but wonder, why Grand Prairie? of all of the places my mother and Mitch could have decided to live they chose to live in The Grand Prairie Suburbs? It just seems strange. Mitch grew up in Country, for that matter so did my mother. Now mom seems really happy in Toronto Canada. How could either of them been happy in the suburbs? I just dont understand it.