Mar 20, 2006 22:40
Oy I'm stressing.
Big-time. I wish I wasn't but I am. And of course this means I'm really heckingly (um yes, Saranese) anxious and hating it. I need to stay calm and relaxed.
I just wish I understood what was happening today.
If there is something to be anxious about, I want to know.
And if there isn't and he's just a terd, then of course I want to know that too. But for now, I can't help but worry. And hope there isn't anything to seriously worry about.
But that's me.
Worry wart Sara.