I leave London in nearly exactly one month.
Uni, Sussex!, didn't get quite tyhe right grades (bbb instead of abb), but they gave me a place anyway (because I'm great).
But im leaving on the 23rd of September.
And I'm fucking terrified, petrified.
And this time, the people I usually turn to when I'm scared won'tbe just a bus ride away anymore.
I really hope I can cope with this. I know lots of the people who read my journal have already gone through this stage in thier lives and coped fine and will think im being a drama queen, making so much fuss. But I really am worried about how I'll manage. Not just the work load, but the whole social thing. Im still painfully shy, im worried that I'll be overshadowed by more vibrant normal personalities and I'll be forgotton about and left behind (God, that sounded a tad pretentious, didn't it? It's true though). That's something I seem to have gained a lot of experience of recently. Im scared that I won't fit in, that people will think im wierd, that I'll just implode and collapse in a blaze of confusion and self-loathing and self-destructiveness. I get homesick after a weeks holiday. I really hope that in going to Sussex, I havent made a huge mistake.
Uni, Sussex!, didn't get quite tyhe right grades (bbb instead of abb), but they gave me a place anyway (because I'm great).
But im leaving on the 23rd of September.
And I'm fucking terrified, petrified.
And this time, the people I usually turn to when I'm scared won'tbe just a bus ride away anymore.
I really hope I can cope with this. I know lots of the people who read my journal have already gone through this stage in thier lives and coped fine and will think im being a drama queen, making so much fuss. But I really am worried about how I'll manage. Not just the work load, but the whole social thing. Im still painfully shy, im worried that I'll be overshadowed by more vibrant normal personalities and I'll be forgotton about and left behind (God, that sounded a tad pretentious, didn't it? It's true though). That's something I seem to have gained a lot of experience of recently. Im scared that I won't fit in, that people will think im wierd, that I'll just implode and collapse in a blaze of confusion and self-loathing and self-destructiveness. I get homesick after a weeks holiday. I really hope that in going to Sussex, I havent made a huge mistake.