I'd Rather Sit And Stare With You, My Dear.

So I wrote this blog about how I feel about moving away and everything and it got deleted. Bad. But I'll try and remember most of it. So for the past couple of months I've been having major doubts about moving away. I am definately scared and I thought it would just pass, but it hasn't. I just don't think I'm ready to move away. I don't want to leave my family and my friends (the ones that aren't going anywhere) and my boyfriend. I know it sounds kind of like this whole thing is about Ethan, but it's not. I mean, he's definately a big part of why I don't want to leave, but it's not like I don't have other reasons. I'm not ready to leave my house, my parents, my sister, and live on my own. I don't want to support myself yet and worry about money more than I already do. I want to stay here and go to the JC here and be with my friends and party and go to shows. And Gary and I are only going to have one car. That just sucks in itself. Also, I don't think I'm trained enough to try and make it in acting yet. I can't just rely on Schloemp my whole life. And yes, I could take more classes down there, but I feel so pressured. I need to be a teenager for a little while longer...