why a blog, you ask? i’m not entirely sure. i guess i just don’t want to pack anymore. it makes me emo.

i’ll say it. i’m scared. i’m terrified. no, i’m MORTIFIED.
of what? the future. the unknown. the questionable.

i don’t know where i will be living in 3 weeks, i don’t know what to do with my life career-wise, and i miss my friends being around. when i started college, i didn’t see myself at this point when i graduated. i saw a glamorous life and FUN. maybe things will work out soon?

regardless, i have an amazing being to help me out and make me feel like i’m headed in the right direction.

i get by with a little help from my FRIEND. singular.
thanks b.