Anxiety from school - ahhhhThe feelings of chaos inside stirs rapidly as you sit on a cold hard chair. Stressing about trying to find the words that will possibly ensure your future, and even if you find the right ones, maybe that won't be enough. Thinking about what to say, when to say it, as the time slowly ticks by, that feeling is inside. Thoughts go through my head, transparent, but still noticeable, yet not a single one to grasp onto. So many effects to take into account, if the essay is about persistence of trying to obtain knowledge, will I be looked at as a bookworm. If I tell about my friends, will I be thought of as a rebel? If I speak about the punk shows with the mosh-pits I go to, will this make be a stereotypical punk? There seems no right answer to the essay, but many wrong answers I can stumble across. It feels like the best thing I can do is stick to talking about my computer, like the "nerd" I am.