Feelings about moving

Have you ever made plans to do something big and life-altering and it becomes about time to put those plans into action and your just like "OMFG I can't believe I'm really going through with this!!!" ??? Yes, No?? Well I do now!

I CAN'T BELIEVE I'M GETTING OUT OF VEGAS!

I'm not just leaving Vegas, but my home, friends, large amount of family, way of life, comfort-zone, even my little Cheesie-bear (dog). Every memory and part of me that started in this big ol' "City of Sin" seventeen years ago, is getting left behind and abandon all for a dream of starting somewhat anew.

I mean for a seventeen year old that's pretty big, right; Leaving your parents and siblings behind. Well I'll be eighteen in a few months, but still! That's intense! I have such conflicted feelings!

I'm petrified. Will I make friends? What if I'm hated? What if the majority Caucasian/country population is racist? Is it dangerous? What if I do something awkward or embarrassing? What if I can't do it? What if my grandparents ship me back? What if I'm beyond homesick? What if something happens while I'm away from Vegas? What if Cheesie-bear misses me? OMFG CHEESIE IS GOING TO MISS ME! What do I do?

I'm elated. I'm leaving! I can start anew! I can meet new people! I'll be with my crazy little auntie! I'll be more independent! I'll have amazing grades because my grandmother will not accept anything less! I'll be in a place that has four seasons! OMFG I'll have an actual real life white Christmas! OMFG SNOW! SCENERY! NO DESERT AND HEAT WAVES! WTF IS THIS REAL LIFE?!

Ok, Miss Teriah. Calm down. Breath. You'll be fine. You'll do great! It's not even permanent it's just for the 9 month school year. You're fine. You got this! Breath.