My vacation is expiring. My attempt to postpone "reality" is expiring. I am about to start a new job on my career path. I'm getting devastated. I'm getting scared. I'm getting that feeling in my stomach that I get when my friends are mad at me. It's the same feeling you get when your stomach hurts and you have a hangover. You want to throw up but can't. Last night I couldn't sleep. Maybe I was hoping time would go by slower for a change. I'm freaking a little. I know I will be fine. But I'm depressed about becoming an adult when it seems like I'm the only one that is. My friends are not doing what I'm doing. My friends are not going through what I am. It's depressing to think, "college is some of the best years your life." People say that all the time. Well, I'm not in college anymore. And to be frank, I can't afford to be in college anymore. Okay. I could go on forever about being freaked out. I just need to relax and enjoy my time. I KNOW. I guess I just don't want to do all this alone.