Once upon a time there lived a little girl who decided that maybe what she was setting out to do was not the right thing. She began to get very sick and depressed. No matter how much wine or other forms of hard liquor, she couldn't get her head straight....

Ok, I'm just kidding. I'm not that little girl. But I have been wondering how sure I am about the path I'm on. I'm graduating in 7 weeks with a BA in Psychology and a Minor in Religion. I am more than a little nervous. I don't know why, but I am scared CACALESS about this whole graduation thing. I have major senioritis and I'm really terrified of not being accepted into the grad program I'm apllying in a month. What if they DON'T accept me? That's a little nerve-wrecking especially considering that I think this grad program. The way I've gotten through most things is that I just tell myself "What happens...happens. And they happen for a reason". I hate this whole waiting game. I'm not very good with patience. I deal better with the now and the pressure of deadlines and what not. I think that's why I want to go postdoctorate. I know funny, right? considering since I've barely finished my undergrad. I can see myself, though, going back to school after everything and maybe even becoming a professor.

Sorry about the babbling, but this is how my head has been lately, actually a little worse conisdering i think about 100 other things.