Having a dream so realistic you had to think if it really happened or not.
I am absolutely terrified about leaving in January.
Not to mention, I’m still in shock, fucking stoked, excited, jizzing in my pants, and fucking depressed. I am so afraid I’m gonna fuck it up for myself. You know when you’re so close to getting something you’ve wanted and worked so hard for that you start to fuck it up for yourself? Ya, that’s me right there.
My parents are being so supportive, my dad is even giving me his card to buy the ticket tomorrow. Thank you so much. Not just for the support but for realizing how bad I want this. I’m gonna miss them a bunch, especially because it’s right around the corner.
I just don’t know what to do with myself right now. There’s so many emotions, it’s like I’m on fucking standby.
I’m fucking stagnant, what can I do?