I’ve never been so excited yet nervous in my entire life.

February is half way done. My 18th birthday is almost a month away, during spring break in March. Grad Bash and Relay for Life are in April. Prom and the last week of high school are in May. Orientation and Graduation are in the beginning of June. My last two weeks of living in South Florida are in the middle of June, and then that final day comes - move in day.

I’ll be living on my own with two complete strangers who I have never met before, and one of my best friends being my third roommate. When I move from my dorm to my apartment in the fall, I’m going to have two more new roommates. I’ll be four hours away from home. I know so many people who will be going there too, including my boyfriend and a friend who I haven’t seen since elementary school. School comes first, obviously, so I’ll be studying my ass off for the most part during the week. I’m anxious to go to all of the college parties, as loserish as that sounds. I’m excited to spend some of the nights at my boyfriend’s place when I don’t want to go to my place. I’m excited to make new friends and to still keep in touch with my old friends. I’m excited for all of the home games during football season. I’m excited to have lunch at the Student Union or at the CFA on campus.

But I’m also scared. I’m scared I won’t be able to handle it, but I know that He won’t let me down, and that He’ll be with me every step of the way.

Let the future…begin.