Time to hit the road

I guess it is time to update my blog.
It is currently 1:48 in the morning, on August 11th, 2015.
I am sitting on my bed in a hoodie and the shorts I have spent the day in, because I am too lazy to actually change.
My life is different. Really different. I feel like it always changes between blog posts. Probably because I only post every like...  three full moons. But whatever. This is my blog, I do what I want I guess.

Like I said, my life is different.
I have graduated high school, Zach has been gone for 10 months, I have become an adult, (I turned 18), boys have come and gone (some leaving a much bigger impact on me than others)....
Oh.
And I move out in a month.
I am attending BYU-I up in Rexburg Idaho, so it seemed like a logical reason to get an apartment up there so I don't have to make a 5 hour commute everyday. I am moving to Idaho. Land of the potatoes. and college kids.
I can't say that I am scared to move out. I mean, yeah, I have anxiety about some things, like.. I have to actually cook for myself, and I will need to make sure that I do my laundry, and I have to actually remind myself to do my homework so I don't fail at this whole 'college' thing... But other than that... I think I can say I am ready to spread my wings and really discover who I am without my parents and family.
I am in no way saying that I won't miss my home, and I don't love my family to death. Don't take it as that. All I mean, is that I think I am ready to know what it feels like to be independent.

Ever since.. probably my 10th grade year, I feel like I have been stuck reading the same page of the chapter of the same book of the same series.
I am ready to turn the page. I am ready to get to the next chapter. Heck, I am even ready to get to the next book. (Entitled Sister Tolen: A super sick missionary)
Now at this point you may be thinking "Izzy, you are just an immature 18 year old. You don't know what you're talking about".
And that is where I tell you you are wrong.
I have been through some major stuff in my life. Stuff that I never. EVER. want to relive. From going to several of my friends funerals, to having to rediscover my faith, I feel like I had to grow up way too fast. I didn't enjoy high school. I didn't enjoy being bullied. I didn't enjoy saying goodbye to two of my best friends who moved away the day after graduation.
I feel like I am ready for something new,
I feel like I am ready for people to take me seriously.
To not look at me like "some 18 year old".


WOW that got pretty serious. Sorry homies! It's late. forgive me.

I recently found out who my roommates are, and I can't even begin to describe the excitement I have to meet these lovely girls, and become amazing friends. I am staying in the Mountain Loft apartments, so if you want to send me care packages (food), or letters (or food), I will be happy to give you my address! (but really I am a college student please help me)

I am taking a bunch of cool classes, (five to be exact). They are,
Russian
English
Orchestra
Math (less cool)
and
Religion.

I also got a super sick backpack so if that doesn't make me some friends then I don't know what will.

I still have some shopping to do, I need to get my bedding, and some kitchen supplies, and maybe a razor scooter, so I am not quite done getting ready.

So, as I move away, and I go on a mission and get married.. Don't forget to remind me to tell you guys I care about you. Because when my life gets hectic, I tend to become pretty narcissistic, and I don't really talk to anyone else.

But as college grows closer and my move out day looms in the distance, I can't help but feel... Pumped.

Time to hit the road.
Look out world. Here I come.


P.S. I can buy dry ice now. (and vote but that isn't nearly as cool obviously.)