Confessions of an anxious third year.

- I have a re-occurring dream. In the dream the tidal waves come crashing over me, relentless. I struggle to catch my breath between the rain and the waves but I'm not trying to to get back to the soft golden refuge of the sand. I'm facing the horizon - staring at the storm head on.

- Sometimes the ceiling spins.

- I've always felt wise beyond my years until I turned eighteen and ever since I've felt like a child playing pretend.

-I change my mind about my ideal career at least once every two years.

- When I was younger I used to feel that if someone had too many things in common with me that they were trying to steal my identity. I had to prove I liked the thing more and it was mine - no one else can have it.

- I'm worried about getting a job after uni that isn't mind-numbingly boring.

- I'm worried I genuinely WILL die alone.

- I used to love autumn but now when I close my eyes I picture summer; pink skies, a warm breeze and road trips to Cornwall.

- I suppress my crushes until they don't exist.

- I have an obsessive nature. I am happiest when at the height of an obsession, when it is all I think about, talk about and learn about. I adore having something to be excited about.

- My dream job would be to write successful screenplays, music reviews and make lots and lots of money (obviously).

- I love rain when I don't have to be anywhere.

- I love listening to people talk in foreign languages.

- I wish I was better at standing up for what I believe in.

- I'm glad no one reads my blog - I started it for me and I'm proud of it regardless of whether it gets read or not.

- Kaitlyn

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