So I am going to UC DAVIS soon very soon and i can’t help but be anxious, scared, happy, nervous, and excited all at once. Its stomache clentching to know i will have to live on my own for the rest of my life. It’s not enough that it was nerve wrecking that a few of the choices i made in high school would change my life, but from now on my choices are my problem and mine alone. There is no turning back the clock or asking my mom and dad for a quick fix, just plain old harsh life to show me that consequences of my success and failures. Having the fear of failing as my biggest fear is motivating yet increasingly frightning because if i fail like i said it’s a choice i now have to live with no make ups or bandaids just the cold truth. Oh well, i’ll take it the positie way and use it as a motivater as i always have. Someday i’ll be helping out many many people (yes in my huge apartment in NY with a new Gucci pantsuit lol) and be happy i made the choice to never fail and be the best i can be at what i do