...that I am scared of a lot of things. I am scared of the unknown. I am scared of what people might think of me. I'm scared of death. I'm scared of change. I'm scared of admitting things to myself. I'm also scared of admitting that I'm scared.
I like to pretend I'm not. I don't know if "like" is really it. I suppose it's easiest to pretend I'm not.
Considering all of this, you'd think I'd be scared about college. I'm sad that this part of my life is over and that a new part is beginning, but I think I'm ready for it. Nervous excitement, to be sure. But for no good real reason, I know somehow that things are going to be good.
Wednesday, August 8, 2007
It has become readily apparent...
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I like how this post reflects (kinda) what your comment said.
Everything will be ok! Know one knows what to do or where to go! Yeah!
No one*
(Can't leave those typos uncorrected!)
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