It is 12:10am, so it is officially Thursday on the east coast, which means that this is the last full day that I will be living in this house. Friday, I leave to go to my grandmother's house and then, on Saturday, I am driving up to Philly where I will be starting my new life. Am I excited? Well, let me put it this way - I am too scared and nervous to be excited right now. I am scared/nervous because this will be the first time in my life where I am moving somewhere without knowing a single person in the area. Yes, I went to college, but Ashley (my ex wife) was there as well so it wasn't too hard of a transition because I knew someone. I don't know a single person in Philly or New Jersey, so I am truly alone on this adventure. Also, I am terrified about how I am going to pay for everything because I am bringing along my debts that I all ready have, and adding an apartment payment to it. I all ready know that I am going to have to get a part time job to make sure that I am not stressing out at the end of each month. Hopefully, everything works out and I will be happy. That is my main goal in all of this: to be happy. South Carolina holds too many bad memories for me, so this move is like starting a new book in the saga of DJ. Again, I just really hope it is worth it.

I have spent the day packing for the move and it looks like I haven't even made a dent in my room. The DVDs, books, and clothes are all packed but I still have to pack the small things that I am taking with me; which I will do tomorrow. I have to go into town, when I wake up, and buy scrubs for my job as well as a few other things. The money I have saved up is no longer what it was and I am incredibly sad about that. But, what can ya do? Moving isn't cheap by any stretch of the imagination. God, I hope I'm ready for all of this.