"She'll tell our future. Don't believe her."

I want to redo my layout. I'm so restless right now. I cleaned my room for a few hours today. (I've only been awake for 9.)

I'm starting to feel a little better about this whole college thing. It still makes me want to cry oceans, though. I'm just so afraid. Why don't people understand that? Is everyone else really that excited? Am I the only person who's terrified?

I feel so far away. I just want to curl up in my closet and stay there for a couple years. It feels like there's this big cloud of doom hovering overhead. In 56 days lightning will explode from it and shatter my world into a billion pieces. I'll wake up in a strange new world where people drink excessively and do all sorts of strange things that I don't particularly want to think about. Do I really have to wake up that day?