Gusto is a good word.

But Gusto cannot explain how I feel about applying for college. I got a letter back from Johnson and Wales University and they told me all the things I need to get together so they can start considering me for a student this fall. Even though getting all of those things is not the scary part, I'm still freaked out. I want to do this so bad. It's one of the first breaking points in my life, like a little chick hatching from it's egg.

 

I have but only started hatching and now it's almost time for me to come out and soon enough learn to fly! I am going to be praying a lot about my future, for the summer and especially the fall. I may be scared, but I am so excited. I think I might actually enjoy myself out there in the "real world". 

Speaking of the "real world" - I think that's an irrelevant term. Atleast for me, I know I live reality every day and there is no big chance of breaking into this whole new world of reality unless you call that growing up. I am not an expert. Luckily I have not been so sheltered that I do not know what the real world really is. Reality. Doing things you don't feel like doing, but you have to do them anyways and cleaning your room is only the beginning of description. Soon enough it'll be my turn to pay those bills and feed those children. And when that time comes I will still be saying, "God is good".