So here I am; here it is.
Gotta walk to school in about twenty minutes.
The time has come.
I am not nervous, and I'm not NOT looking forward to it,
just a little apprehensive. I've got like, chill, butterflies hanging out in my stomach.
I always get stuck in this rut when I go back to school,
where I have trouble socializing,
and just read most of the time to make up for that.
So I will be heading,
to Powells,
with a novel,
to start my morning.
Wish me luck, internet,
I am being thrown to the dogs.