I'm worried I have lost my chance to get the third series of my radio show.
I'm worried I have let my Chinese slip far too much over the summer.
I'm worried I am letting YouTube slip (nearly three weeks without a video is kinda hard core).
I'm worried this teaching English malarkey is going to fall flat on it's face.
I'm worried I'm not going to be able to focus enough this year to get any work done.
I'm worried about my group of friends and the cohesiveness there of.
I'm worried I'm not getting involved enough in extra stuff at Uni.
I'm worried I'm worrying too much about this whole thing.
For some reason the second year is so much harder than the first.
Quit whining Jazza, be a man.
I promis I will not post on here again untill I am up beat and loving life.