Count Down

I have been counting down the days until I leave for Wyoming. Today I realized that it was bad idea. I will be leaving in a week. I had a slight panic attack, now it wasn't that bad. I started thinking about what I will be doing first and that's meeting new people and having to make friends. Now I don't know about you but I don't like to meet new people. Meeting a new person here and there is not bad. But meeting a community of people. Coming in and being the outsider, doesn't sound fun to me. It wouldn't be so bad if it was the beginning of the school year, because I wouldn't be the only new person. But I am coming in, at the end of the year and everyone there already knows everyone and they have formed clicks. I know that in a few weeks it will be alright and I will have made friends and start to get a hang of how things run around the school, so I can't wait for that.

Its also a good thing that I am counting the days. Because then the 14th doesn't just sneak up on me and then I am not prepared to move at all. But it gets me thinking and worrying about the little that could go wrong or like I said meeting new people. I was thinking that I would only worry about stuff during the drive to LaGrange, then I would have only been worrying a day or two, not a whole week. Not much I can do about that now.

Its also fun to count down the days. It reminds me, everyday that something exciting is coming. I don't really know how things will play out, but I do know that it will be fun and probably challenging. No it will be challenging. But that's okay something to change up my boring life. Now I am getting excited again. Panic attack over. Hopefully I won't have another and I won't worry so much about the what ifs. There is not much I can do about them anyway and worrying never helps.