Just one of those days
Sep. 16th, 2003 11:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
roguemLate night again.
I'm leaving for London on Saturday, am going to school there for 3 years. (Will be coming home on holidays and such.) I've been running around packing, but I still don't really know what I want to take with me... sounds crazy I know, but I feel crazy. I'm in a state of excitement and wild panic. At one moment I'm really looking forward to what's to come, then I start thinking about my previous experiences and I'm 2 seconds form having a panic attack or hyperventilating. Grrr, hate it when I'm like this.
I will be living with Cameila (at least for the first year), and even though I'm extremely happy about this, I also worry a bit... that we'll get totally sick of each other, have a blow-out and never speak to one another again.
I know, I know, I worry too much, but that's my nature. I know that if I just relaxed and take things as they come I'll be able to enjoy myself more, but I seem to lack that part. Somewhere out there in the world is someone walking around with that part of me and I got stuck with their anxiety.
I'll calm down once I get settled. :)
Having my friends over for dinner tomorrow. My mom is making it because they helped out when we had company from Poland. I'm happy that we're all gathering here, it'll be one last night with the girls, and a chance to take some pictures and stuff before I leave. There's supposed to be a thing on friday as well I think, but I don't wanna be too late that day, doubt I'll be very social that evening. Will probably be thinking stuff like; "My last day here, shouldn't I spend it at home?" or "I'm not gonna see these people for 13 weeks!"
I know I'm overreacting, I always do...
I'm leaving for London on Saturday, am going to school there for 3 years. (Will be coming home on holidays and such.) I've been running around packing, but I still don't really know what I want to take with me... sounds crazy I know, but I feel crazy. I'm in a state of excitement and wild panic. At one moment I'm really looking forward to what's to come, then I start thinking about my previous experiences and I'm 2 seconds form having a panic attack or hyperventilating. Grrr, hate it when I'm like this.
I will be living with Cameila (at least for the first year), and even though I'm extremely happy about this, I also worry a bit... that we'll get totally sick of each other, have a blow-out and never speak to one another again.
I know, I know, I worry too much, but that's my nature. I know that if I just relaxed and take things as they come I'll be able to enjoy myself more, but I seem to lack that part. Somewhere out there in the world is someone walking around with that part of me and I got stuck with their anxiety.
I'll calm down once I get settled. :)
Having my friends over for dinner tomorrow. My mom is making it because they helped out when we had company from Poland. I'm happy that we're all gathering here, it'll be one last night with the girls, and a chance to take some pictures and stuff before I leave. There's supposed to be a thing on friday as well I think, but I don't wanna be too late that day, doubt I'll be very social that evening. Will probably be thinking stuff like; "My last day here, shouldn't I spend it at home?" or "I'm not gonna see these people for 13 weeks!"
I know I'm overreacting, I always do...
