In a jumble state of mixed emotions. I don't know if I'm stressed, excited or simply have gone crazy. That last sentence doesn't even make any sense, but I feel like I don't make any sense most of the time.
I worry too much. I know that I am always in a constant state of worry. I worry if I have enough money to get through the month. I worry if I'm going to get an A on an assignment because I am obsessed with getting a good grade. I worry about things that haven't even happened. I know I over think, but it's hard for me not to.
I'm really enjoying my Anthropology classes. It's exciting to learn about people. Is that weird to say? I just love learning about people's struggles. (Not that I want them to struggle. I just love learning about cultures. It makes me cry. It makes me deeply sad. It makes me want to make a change. It something that is constantly on my mind. I imagine myself living in impoverish conditions, and I think. I want to go there. Sometimes I feel an urge to join the peace corp.
Halloween is around the corner, and I have been going to these Halloween mazes that has been scaring me to the point of tears. I give in to peer pressure to easily, and am forced to go through mazes with creepy monsters/ghost/deformed humans chasing me. I think I scream at least three times for every 5 minute maze.
I have lots of crazy thoughts in my head. I really have become a daydreamer lately. It keeps me happy when I think about all the places where I will travel to or all the food I'll get to experience someday. Oh happy thoughts keeps me happy. :)
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