the warrior child.

i have less than two weeks until i leave for san francisco, and i'm getting all sorts of opinions as to where i should go once i've toured my possible future school campuses. i just sent off a message to an undergraduate administrator so i can be more specifically in touch with someone once i'm there, and my father sent off a message to a friend of his so we can go out to the countryside during some of our free time.

i'm feeling braver by the minute, and i'm simultaneously terrified-- every time i stop to focus on what exactly i'm doing, i work myself up and mentally exhaust every possibility that could go wrong without even knowing what could happen in the first place. It's Just Anxiety, i tell myself, but it's hard to make just those words stop a panic attack. i've been told so much recently that i'm a tough girl. i don't know if They see what i see. i'm putting up a tough front, anyway.

music: life on the nickel -foster the people