Starting university tomorrow. Can't believe it, I'm going crazy. I had lunch with my family yesterday, they're strange people and I've never felt much of a kinship towards them, as a little girl I used to think I was an alien.
Anyway, having lunch with them only stressed me more about uni, like: will I make friends? Will people like me? Will it be too hard, will I be too lonely, will I fit in? God, I am terrified. But I can't stop time so I'll just have to deal with it.
I'm re-reading (probably for the seventh time...) Donna Tartt's The Secret History, it always makes me feel better, I get lost in the pages and feel at home.
It still hasn't hit me, the realization that I'm going to university tomorrow. I guess when it hits it'll be much more emotional than this.
Anyway, love you always,
Anna.