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11 days until I fucking move in That's some crazy shit. Am I ready? I don't know. I guess in a way I have no choice. I mean who's going to care that I'm a dancer, this is college. People change, people grow right? My problem is is that I don't want to let go of what happened in the past even though I probably should. I know that my rooming situation is going to be alot easier considering the fact that my roomie is gay and we're living in the co-ed dorm (Thank god). My sister says that as long as i have confidence in my self people will flock to me cuz of my personality. But somehow i don't think it's that easy. Everyone is soo ready to go and me I don't want to leave home, I've been there for 15 years and now i'm land what the hell are people going to say when they find out i'm really a dancer and not a football player? Mayb ei'm making yet a big deal about this. I'm scared about my classes other music people, not nice people, what if i make myself look like an idiot, and there's cheerleading, what if they think i'm too fat?! I'm going to miss home like crazy. but like i said earlier it's a new start