It has happened now.
ive moved away from the life i was becoming so comfortable with ,
ive come here now being forced to start a whole new life. but no worries, the past is still with me, my friends, my boyfriend.
Now that i have moved an hour away from my comfort zone, im a little, no, a lot scared. things arent the same here, i have to get used to living this new life. but of course, with the end of the old follows the beginning of the new.
And i dont neccissarily consider me moving away to be the end of anything.
In fact, it is the start of a bunch of great things.
the start of my first long distance relationship
the start of my journey to becoming an adult, what with getting my drivers licence and all.
and just the start of a chance to make what i want of myself.
i just got a new puppy yesterday, and he is the cutest thing. change can sometimes be good.
Of course being so far away from everyone back home is extremely hard.. there is nothing i can do about it till i graduate, so i might as well make the most of it until then.
I am more surprised in my boyfriend than anyone else, the fact that he is showing me such strength in sticking with me and having hope, makes me so happy i could cry. because he is showing a strenght that has rubbed off onto me, and helped me adapt better where i am now .
i am so proud of him.


i am really going to miss my old town, but i will be back there every chance i get.
and i know that this isnt the end, its only a new beginning.