2 more days....

I'm freaking out a little.

I look at the pile of stuff in our dining room and wonder how it's all going to fit in my car.

Hurricane Irene flooded our intended route.

I know there's ways to fix this, like if it doesn't fit, ship it!  Find an alternate route!  But I still worry.  I think it's the anticipation.  Once we get on the road, it will probably be fine.

I'm also kind of a little bit worried that I won't make friends and I'll have to sit alone in the cafeteria.  You know, you're holding on to your tray of food, looking at the crowd of people who have already established groups of friends, wondering who you can sit with and not be ridiculed, hoping that the table isn't too far because this tray is getting heavy, and praying you won't trip on the way there.  It's seminary, so I'm pretty sure that I won't be ridiculed.  And I'll just have to be brave and sit by people I don't know. That's how you make new friends, right?

I'm also worried that I will do bad in school.  What if Gordon-Conwell is super hard?  What if I don't remember anything that I learned at Calvin (which is probable)?  What if I'm not as smart as you think I am (gasp!)?

I won't know until I get there.  And if I fail out, I'm moving to Rhode Island with my best friend.