“it’s plain to see, that baby you’re beautiful. there’s nothing wrong with you. then it’s me, i’m a freak. but thanks for loving me, you’re doing it perfectly.”—~adam lambert; what do you want from me.
bah. now i am getting a teeny bit scared. before, like way back in january when i paid for my accommodation it was so far away and the excitement was too much. the feeling of freedom was a mere sight in the distance. however now, it is feeling a bit too real. i mean i still don’t feel like i am moving away. but yeah, it’s kicking in :\ but i am looking forward to it :) it’s just a major step in my life and i know everything is going to change, but i think once i am over the first month of homesickness etc i think i will be okay. i just need to get on with it, because after all it’s like i am starting my life now, like my career. the rest of my life. scary thought. and i have to do well because the rest of my life pretty much depends on it, if i want to be successful within that certain industry. i do have faith in myself, but you know. i am trying to prep myself for the homesickness and how much of a baby i am going to be. ha. but i know, in my heart, when i get there and my mum leaves that will all go out the window; straight away. (and also i need to start typing properly, like capital letters. i gots lazy. ha.) but yeah, sheffield. can’t believe it’s nearly here. shit son.