new life.

so today my father knocks on my bedroom door and says "so are you ready to go"? I reply, "I guess I have no choice". In about 2 weeks I'll be shipping off to bootcamp and going to San Antonio, Texas. I'll be there for 2 months, and after I'll go somewhere else for job training. I'll be living where my job is and after that I will be living on my own. So basically, at 18 years old I'm moving out! Not only am I moving out, I'm moving to another part of the country, which is harder than a normal 18 year old who moves to the next city and comes back home to do laundry. I don't get to come back to visit for thanksgiving, or christmas and I'll be living in another state for at least 6 months before they tell me where I'll be living permanentaly...or at least until I get deployed (possibly). So, despite the fact that I'm leaving in 2 weeks and some days, I haven't packed a single thing. I guess I figure, one I start packing, its official. I'm extremely bored out of my mind at home but I'm still not ready to leave. I'll miss teaming up with my sister to clown my parentals...and I'll miss fighting my little sis. I'll miss it all. I'm going to be all alone, in another state and on my own. It's an exciting, yet scary thought. I'm very anxious to leave but would be lying if I said I'm not ready to go...

I'm just ready for a new beginning.

Always,

Cee.