I over think everything. I did poorly on a test this term because I changed three answers before I turned in a test — answers that I had gotten right in the first place, but I finished the test way before everyone else did and re-thought everything. I would have had a perfect score if I hadn't changed it.
I'm panicking over my Georgetown application — thinking of everything I could have, or should have added. I'm fairly certain that I will be rejected, and I'm already devastated — they haven't even received my application yet.
I had planned to keep my life and my fashion/beauty blogging separate. I was doing that to be more appealing to the reader, more interesting. Honestly? This is who I am. I am not just sky-high stilettos and shockingly bright lipsticks. I am a living, breathing human being.
I panic over school and finances. I wonder if I am attractive or obnoxious, if I annoy the people around me and if I will be successful. I get a cold every now and then, and I get tired. I get frustrated when people cut me off in traffic, and I like my coffee burning hot and my water ice cold.
I am an extremist. This is my life.