summer vacation
they’re over.
Just started school again the other day. And sure, I’m used to work even though I’m lazy as hell. It’s just that it starts to feel like it’s for real… it scares me. Big time. I’m scared that what I do here isn’t enough for the real world. I think that everybody else who come out from high school to the university is darn Einstein. Which is weird… heck I shouldn’t be scared about shit.
I speak three languages fluently, I can sing and get around at least three instruments, I look good, I have friends and nothing to complain about. But heck… my confident has gotten some torns lately…
And all these things keep happening all the time. Things that I can’t do anything to stop. And of course these things just happen to be things that freak me out. People act like I don’t expect them to act and it leaves me standing without a clue about what to do. God… two words: hanging on. That’s what I try to do.
well… I just want to dance… Step up 2 the streets. Yes please. And now I’ll go sleep.
G’night y’all
