Chapter 31: Bad Choices
Dear Diary
Nervous.
It's the word I have chosen for the day to explain how I feel.
Even though Mary had explained to me that she wouldn't be able to see me until I got back to Boise State due to her going away to her daughters for Thanksgiving, I wanted to still honor our tradition.
Mary would have asked me to pick a word, just one-word that best describes how I felt so far.
Nervous.
I know she would proceed to explain to me how normal it is to feel this specific way, but I personally hate it. My body is achy, my head is pounding, and I swear I have gotten up to go to the bathroom about ten times in the last ten minutes at no avail.