Room crowded with boxes & walls are naked.....

soo...

i move out tomorrow..i officially move out on my own tomorrow
am i nervous?? very.
i always wanted to be out of my parents before i was 21 but i never knew it would come this soon. i am scared but also very excited.
people tried telling me at first that i really shouldnt do this because they thought i would fail.
my own mother told me that she thinks i will fail. with people putting it in my head that i was going to fail scared me. i started to back out of moving, but i couldnt do it.
i started to think of weeks before when i prayed to God to point me in some sort of direction.
i asked him to give me direction; a road that will lead me to better things and a new life for me.
Even if it was just a new job or something.
i was tired of not doing anything with my life. school ended up being too much for me with no help and so i thought i wouldnt be able to do anything with my life anymore. i felt helpless and stupid. so...i asked God to point me in some sort of direction. Help me to motivate myself.
Then theis moving offer came to me. and right when i was about to say no i rememberd what i asked God for. So maybe this was it...my direction. my new beginning to be out on my own and help me grow up.
It isnt going to be easy. Its going to be very hard, but moving will also have its good times. And right now i am leaning to the good side. i am ready for any obstacle that will come my way in this process.
My mom told me that if i cant do it i always have a place here..."If you have to come home, KNOW that is NOT failing." were her words to me. Then i knew she was with me on this move.
I know i will have my parents support no matter what and that makes me feel good.
i have help if i need it. i know everything will be okay because i have my family and friends that will support me.

So here i am....moving out tomorrow.
packing wasnt the easiest thing and i realized i had more stuff then i thought i did. everything i had were old stuff from high school. papers notes pictures sports newspapers....just everything.
i ended up putting most in storage and only taking my writing supplies, pictures, frames, and journal; along with the stuff i really need.
my room is crowded with boxes and trash bags. my walls are blank . my room does not feel like a room anymore..it doesnt feel like "my" room. i am getting sad and nervous. but i know that i can do this. I just got to put my TRUST into God. Its all in his hands...
wish me luck