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Soon now...very soon...I'm pissing my pants (well, near enough) with nerves about going to University. Warwick...it seems so very distant and unreal. I like it hear, where I know people and I know what the day is going to be like cause I'm in control of it. I feel like my life is about to slip out of my hands in a couple of weeks. I'm utterly terrified and I don't want to..lose myself? Is that it? I'm scared of losing myself? I'm scared of not being able to be myself and being away from my family and my cat.
Home is where your cat is.
I don't want to leave my Darling! I love him too much.
But I love London and my house and bedroom and most of all family and my friends as well too - friends who I can trust, who I know. I don't want to have to meet a whole bunch of new people who I have never met before and then be forced to live with them. I have NO CONTROL!
Why am I even doing this to myself?? Although there's still a part of me that feels this is right and is what I've always been supposed to do. I just wish I felt more excited about it.
Home is where your cat is.
I don't want to leave my Darling! I love him too much.
But I love London and my house and bedroom and most of all family and my friends as well too - friends who I can trust, who I know. I don't want to have to meet a whole bunch of new people who I have never met before and then be forced to live with them. I have NO CONTROL!
Why am I even doing this to myself?? Although there's still a part of me that feels this is right and is what I've always been supposed to do. I just wish I felt more excited about it.
scared
annoyed
bored
creative