No Pressure...right?

It's almost 500pm, and I woke up around 1230 this afternoon. My anxiousness has kept me up, but I worry so much that I can't think of the task at hand.

I'm preparing for what is seemingly the biggest exam of my life. It pretty much determines if I can go on for my PhD. (No pressure!) More about that another time.

In order to relive some stress, and try to put my anxiety down on paper rather than keep it inside or take it out on people I love... I figured I'd start this blog.

Also, I have a fear that I'm going to kill myself in some sort of klutzy way and this way my legacy of worry and klutzyness can be passed on to generations to come.

But in all seriousness, I decided to begin writing this blog for several reasons:

1. I'm probably the most anxious person I know.
2. I'm trying to deal with my anxiety in a healthy way.
3. I think it will provide good laughs for all.

So, I'll try to write in this once a day, maybe when I wake up or about to go to sleep...