Tomorrow

I don't know what's going on tomorrow. I should go down to the library and fill out the application. Maybe I'll ask if I can get a paying job there too not just volunteering. I'm so worried about this leg of my adventure. I'm scared of every choice that comes my way because I want to do everything to the best of my abilities. I have no real reason to be afraid.  But its the worry gene I have fermenting in my soul growing day by day since I'm in this world making my own choices instead of following others. Its a little petty but I'm afraid of seeing someone I don't like when I sign up or them already working there. I'd cry. I don't know I'm socially retarded anyway . maybe I'll make a friend. I hate the way I'm afraid of everything. It seems to get worse with age. I really want to get a job. I have to start really searching instead of sulking around and blogging about how jobless I am. It makes sense...