go ahead, ask me

If anyone asked me right now how I'm feeling, I would say the same thing I've been saying the past few weeks: scared as hell, scared to death. Scared of responsibility, scared of growing up, scared of trying to do all the righ things, scared of screwing up. All that bullshit.

Then people woud rush to my side and try to reassure me, that the fears are normal, I won't go through it alone, there's a first time for everything and what the hell lei, you can do it!

But what the hell, can anyone blame me for feeling this way? I can't screw this up. I've lost all my chances for screwing up. It will be one hell of an experience, that much I'm sure....

I'm not exactly sure what I'm supposed to be writing about. My head is aching, my eyes are blinking every now and then and my body is threatening to collapse. I'm not even sure what I'm supposed to be saying now.