More Worries

I am a worrier. I worry about everything, including the stupid things that no one else really care about. I'm also an idiot, but I wrote enough about that in my last entry. Apparently people can tell by reading, because someone posted a link in her comment to an online dating site. do I really sound like that much of a dork?

Anyway, back to worrying. Like I said, I worry about everything. The weather, or more accurately driving in it--I HATE snow, and everyone's been saying that this winter is going to be horrible. I'm worried about it, but not too much--I live here on campus, so I really don't have to go out in it. And yet, stupidly, I'm still worried about it. Everyone tells me I worry too much, and I know I do--but this time, I think I have a good reason.

Why? Because I'm an idiot. I've been in school forever, and it seems--seemed--like it would never end. I've been planning for years to get my bachelors and then get my masters right after. I didn't think about deadlines and when things are due. Well, apparently I should have. I took a look at my masters application tonight, and the deadline is October 15. Oops. For some reason I had it in my head that the application was due October 25, which is a full week and a half after that. So now I'm scrambling to get everything in, and--you guessed it--I'm worried about whether I'll ever be accepted.

I don't like not knowing. I've worked hard for what I've gotten, but I've been planning to get into this masters degree program. What if I don't? What will I do? I'll have my bachelors degree, sure--but in English. Not in education. What can I do with my English degree, especially around here?

I don't know, really, if it's even getting in the most that scares me, although I am mega-worried about it. It's what happens after that I'm worried about. The real world--a real job, moving out of my home...being an adult. Something I've always worked towards, but now that I can sort of see the end of the road it terrifies me.

Great. Another thing to worry about.