I worry about my future. I worry about the responsibliity it holds. I worry that I won't be up to it.
I worry that I am unable to keep myself safe.
I talk too much about peoples' private business.
My worry at the moment that life is full of unexpected things…how you don't know what the future holds. And I may actually like my boyfriend.
I'd like to know where the mortuary is and what happens to us when we die and who takes us to the undertaker and what do they do to us. I'm desperate to know these things it's been on my mind for a long time – not joking.
I worry that I'm not going to be strong enough to be a nurese. I worry that im'm not going to survive living away from home. But hey, that's what uni is all about!
