Classes began again today. I woke up feeling nauseous. I don’t know why I get like this, but whenever something begins it makes me anxious. I’m not sure what makes me afraid and apprehensive. Is it uncertainty? I know I’ll have a lot on my plate this quarter. Am I afraid of failing? That’s possible. I rarely fail, however. Maybe I should give myself the benefit of the doubt.
I suppose I feel my life is beginning to move quickly. I’ll graduate soon, in June hopefully. Not only do I have a lot of effort to put into school, but I am also in a show as well as designing the costumes for one. And now that I’m really working to date and have a social life, I’m wondering if I’ll really have the time or sanity or organizational skills to pay each proper attention.
This blog has been nice, even if I just made it. I really like having a place to document my thoughts and feelings, even if no one reads it.